text_original: There was no sound save the sighing of the wind outside and the hissing murmur of the sand as it drifted onto the stairway of their prison. "Go," she said with a sigh of relief, "he has departed."
text_transcription: THERE WAS NO SOUND SAVE THE SIGHING OF THE WIND OUTSIDE AND THE HISSING MURMUR OF THE SAND AS IT DRIFTED ONTO THE STAIRWAY OF THEIR PRISON GO SHE SAID WITH A SIGH OF RELIEF HE HAS DEPARTED
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ sˈaʊnd sˈeɪv ðə sˈaɪɪŋ ʌvðə wˈɪnd aʊtsˈaɪd ænd ðə hˈɪsɪŋ mˈɜːmɚɹ ʌvðə sˈænd æz ɪt dɹˈɪftᵻd ˌɑːntʊ ðə stˈɛɹweɪ ʌv ðɛɹ pɹˈɪzən. "ɡˈoʊ," ʃiː sˈɛd wɪð ɐ sˈaɪ ʌv ɹᵻlˈiːf, "hiː hɐz dᵻpˈɑːɹɾᵻd."