text_original: Perhaps soon I shall be released from this." She passed her hands over her beautiful, half clothed body. * * * * * Hale's warm glance swept over her. "Do you want to die?" "Yes; don't you? But you do not, or you would not have retreated from my poisoned arrow."
text_transcription: PERHAPS SOON I SHALL BE RELEASED FROM THIS SHE PASSED HER HANDS OVER HER BEAUTIFUL HALF CLOTHED BODY HALE'S WARM GLANCE WEPT OVER HER DO YOU WANT TO DIE YES DON'T YOU BUT YOU DO NOT OR YOU WOULD NOT HAVE RETREATED FROM MY POISONED ARROW
phonemes: pɚhˈæps sˈuːn aɪʃˌɐl biː ɹᵻlˈiːst fɹʌm ðˈɪs." ʃiː pˈæst hɜː hˈændz ˌoʊvɚ hɜː bjˈuːɾifəl, hˈæf klˈoʊðd bˈɑːdi. ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk hˈeɪlz wˈɔːɹm ɡlˈæns swˈɛpt ˈoʊvɚ hɜː. "dˈuː juː wˈɔnt tə dˈaɪ?" "jˈɛs; dˈoʊnt juː? bˌʌt juː duːnˈɑːt, ɔːɹ juː wʊd nˌɑːɾɐv ɹᵻtɹˈiːɾᵻd fɹʌm maɪ pˈɔɪzənd ˈæɹoʊ."