text_original: Fitz Edward, for it was really himself, knelt down by her, and lifted her up. But she was without any appearance of life; and he, who had no intention of rushing thus abruptly into her presence, was too much agitated to be able to speak.
text_transcription: FITZ EDWARD FOR IT WAS REALLY HIMSELF KNELT DOWN BY HER AND LIFTED HER UP BUT SHE WAS WITHOUT ANY APPEARANCE OF LIFE AND HE WHO HAD NO INTENTION OF RUSHING THUS ABRUPTLY INTO HER PRESENCE WAS TOO MUCH AGITATED TO BE ABLE TO SPEAK
phonemes: fˈɪts ˈɛdwɚd, fɔːɹ ɪt wʌz ɹˈiəli hɪmsˈɛlf, nˈɛlt dˈaʊn baɪ hɜː, ænd lˈɪftᵻd hɜːɹ ˈʌp. bˌʌt ʃiː wʌz wɪðˌaʊt ˌɛni ɐpˈɪɹəns ʌv lˈaɪf; ænd hiː, hˌuː hæd nˈoʊ ɪntˈɛnʃən ʌv ɹˈʌʃɪŋ ðˈʌs ɐbɹˈʌptli ˌɪntʊ hɜː pɹˈɛzəns, wʌz tˈuː mʌtʃ ˈædʒᵻtˌeɪɾᵻd təbi ˈeɪbəl tə spˈiːk.