text_original: He swept one arm about the soft, yielding body beneath its wisp of garment, and he swung her behind him as he set himself to meet the attack. And he flashed her a look that must have carried a message, for the trembling lips were framing a ghost of a smile as her eyes met his.
text_transcription: HE SWEPT ONE ARM ABOUT THE SOFT YIELDING BODY BENEATH ITS WISP OF GARMENT AND HE SWUNG HER BEHIND HIM AS HE SET HIMSELF TO MEET THE ATTACK AND HE FLASHED HER A LOOK THAT MUST HAVE CARRIED A MESSAGE BUT THE TREMBLING LIPS WERE FRAMING A GHOST OF A SMILE AS HER EYES MET HIS
phonemes: hiː swˈɛpt wˈʌn ˈɑːɹm ɐbˌaʊt ðə sˈɔft, jˈiːldɪŋ bˈɑːdi bᵻnˌiːθ ɪts wˈɪsp ʌv ɡˈɑːɹmənt, ænd hiː swˈʌŋ hɜː bᵻhˌaɪnd hˌɪm æz hiː sˈɛt hɪmsˈɛlf tə mˈiːt ðɪ ɐtˈæk. ænd hiː flˈæʃt hɜːɹ ɐ lˈʊk ðæt mˈʌstɐv kˈæɹid ɐ mˈɛsɪdʒ, fɚðə tɹˈɛmblɪŋ lˈɪps wɜː fɹˈeɪmɪŋ ɐ ɡˈoʊst əvə smˈaɪl æz hɜːɹ ˈaɪz mˈɛt hˈɪz.