text_original: What it was she could not make out. Twice it slipped from him and he had to dive for it. When he got nearer, Celia saw that it was an iron box, he was carrying. Crawling up on the rocks, he dropped this strange gift by her side, and then looked triumphantly into her face with eyes that said plainly, "There, what do you think of that for a gift
text_transcription: WHAT IT WAS SHE COULD NOT MAKE OUT TWICE IT SLIPPED FROM HIM AND HE HAD TO DIVE FOR IT WHEN HE GOT NEAR CELIA SAW THAT IT WAS AN IRON BOX HE WAS CARRYING CRAWLING UP ON THE ROCKS HE DROPPED THIS STRANGE GIFT BY HER SIDE AND THEN LOOKED TRIUMPHANTLY INTO HER FACE WITH EYES THAT SAID PLAINLY THERE WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THAT FOR A GIFT
phonemes: wˌʌt ɪt wʌz ʃiː kʊd nˌɑːt mˌeɪk ˈaʊt. twˈaɪs ɪt slˈɪpt fɹʌm hˌɪm ænd hiː hædtə dˈaɪv fɔːɹ ɪt. wˌɛn hiː ɡɑːt nˈɪɹɚ, sˈɛliə sˈɔː ðˌɐɾɪt wʌz ɐn ˈaɪɚn bˈɑːks, hiː wʌz kˈæɹiɪŋ. kɹˈɔːlɪŋ ˌʌp ɔnðə ɹˈɑːks, hiː dɹˈɑːpt ðɪs stɹˈeɪndʒ ɡˈɪft baɪ hɜː sˈaɪd, ænd ðˈɛn lˈʊkt tɹaɪˈʌmfəntli ˌɪntʊ hɜː fˈeɪs wɪð ˈaɪz ðæt sˈɛd plˈeɪnli, "ðˈɛɹ, wˌʌt dˈuː juː θˈɪŋk ʌv ðæt fɚɹə ɡˈɪft