text_original: Another half hour passed. Even Harry was conscious, now, that there was a low dull sound in the air. "I cannot think what they are doing," the rajah, who was now standing on the wall, close to the gate, said to Harry. "However numerous they may be, they should have moved as noiselessly as we did, when we went out to attack them."
text_transcription: ANOTHER HALF HOUR PASSED EVEN HARRY WAS CONSCIOUS NOW THAT THERE WAS A LOW DULL SOUND IN THE AIR I CANNOT THINK WHAT THEY ARE DOING THE RAJA WHO WAS NOW STANDING ON THE WALL CLOSE TO THE GATE SAID TO HARRY HOWEVER NUMEROUS THEY MAY BE THEY SHOULD HAVE MOVED AS NOISELESSLY AS WE DID WHEN WE WENT OUT TO ATTACK THEM
phonemes: ɐnˈʌðɚ hˈæf ˈaʊɚ pˈæst. ˈiːvən hˈæɹi wʌz kˈɑːnʃəs, nˈaʊ, ðæt ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ lˈoʊ dˈʌl sˈaʊnd ɪnðɪ ˈɛɹ. "aɪ kænˈɑːt θˈɪŋk wʌt ðeɪ ɑːɹ dˈuːɪŋ," ðə ɹˈɑːdʒɑː, hˌuː wʌz nˈaʊ stˈændɪŋ ɔnðə wˈɔːl, klˈoʊs tə ðə ɡˈeɪt, sˈɛd tə hˈæɹi. "haʊˈɛvɚ nˈuːmɚɹəs ðeɪ mˈeɪ bˈiː, ðeɪ ʃˌʊdəv mˈuːvd æz nˈɔɪzləsli æz wiː dˈɪd, wˌɛn wiː wɛnt ˈaʊt tʊ ɐtˈæk ðˌɛm."