text_original: She again exclaimed, 'it is Mr. Delamere, my Lord!' 'What of Mr. Delamere?  what of my son?' cried he, with infinite agitation. 'Save me from him my Lord!' answered Emmeline, a little recovered by the water she had drank. 'Where is he then?' said his Lordship.
text_transcription: SHE AGAIN EXCLAIMED IT IS MISTER DELAMIR MY LORD WHAT OF MISTER DELA BEIR WHAT OF MY SON CRIED HE WITH INFINITE AGITATION SAVE ME FROM HIM MY LORD ANSWERED EMMELINE A LITTLE RECOVERED BY THE WATER SHE HAD DRANK WHERE IS HE THEN SAID HIS LORDSHIP
phonemes: ʃiː ɐɡˈɛn ɛksklˈeɪmd, ɪɾ ɪz mˈɪstɚ. dᵻlˈæmɪɹ, maɪ lˈɔːɹd!wˌʌt ʌv mˈɪstɚ. dᵻlˈæmɪɹ?  wˌʌt ʌv maɪ sˈʌn?kɹˈaɪd hiː, wɪð ˈɪnfɪnət ˌædʒɪtˈeɪʃən. sˈeɪv mˌiː fɹʌm hˌɪm maɪ lˈɔːɹd!ˈænsɚd ˈɛmɪlˌaɪn, ɐ lˈɪɾəl ɹᵻkˈʌvɚd baɪ ðə wˈɔːɾɚ ʃiː hæd dɹˈæŋk. wˌɛɹ ɪz hiː ðˈɛn?sˈɛd hɪz lˈɔːɹdʃɪp.