text_original: The black one took one stride forward; the girl, in a flash of white and gold, sprang from her resting place to take shelter behind the high casket. Her eyes came back to Garry's, and the call for help though voiceless was none the less real.
text_transcription: THE BLACK ONE TOOK ONE STRIDE FORWARD THE GIRL IN A FLASH OF WHITE AND GOLD SPRANG FROM HER RESTING PLACE TO TAKE SHELTER BEHIND THE HIGH CASKET HER EYES CAME BACK TO GARRY'S AND THE CALL FOR HELP THOUGH VOICELESS WAS NONE THE LESS REAL
phonemes: ðə blˈæk wˈʌn tˈʊk wˈʌn stɹˈaɪd fˈɔːɹwɚd; ðə ɡˈɜːl, ɪn ɐ flˈæʃ ʌv wˈaɪt ænd ɡˈoʊld, spɹˈæŋ fɹʌm hɜː ɹˈɛstɪŋ plˈeɪs tə tˈeɪk ʃˈɛltɚ bᵻhˌaɪnd ðə hˈaɪ kˈæskɪt. hɜːɹ ˈaɪz kˈeɪm bˈæk tə ɡˈæɹiz, ænd ðə kˈɔːl fɔːɹ hˈɛlp ðˌoʊ vˈɔɪsləs wʌz nˈʌn ðə lˈɛs ɹˈiːəl.