text_original: 'Not dead! wherefore is it then that you look thus? Oh! what is it I am to know?' Emmeline then briefly related his situation, as she had heard it from Godolphin. She had only said, that tho' desperately wounded he yet lived, when Lord Montreville, gazing on her with eyes that bespoke the agony of his soul, and seizing her violently by the hand, said  'Come, then, with me! come to him with me, now, this instant!'
text_transcription: NOT DEAD WHEREFORE IS IT THEN THAT YOU LOOK THUS OH WHAT IS IT I AM TO KNOW EMMELINE THEN BRIEFLY RELATED HIS SITUATION AS SHE HAD HEARD IT FROM GODOLPHIN SHE HAD ONLY SAID THAT THOUGH DESPERATELY WOUNDED HE YET LIVED WHEN LORD MONTRAVILLE GAZING ON HER WITH EYES THAT BESPOKE THE AGONY OF HIS SOUL AND SEIZING HER VIOLENTLY BY THE HAND SAID COME THEN WITH ME COME TO HIM WITH ME NOW THIS INSTANT
phonemes: nˌɑːt dˈɛd! wˈɛɹfɔːɹ ɪz ɪt ðˈɛn ðæt juː lˈʊk ðˈʌs? ˈoʊ! wˌʌt ɪz ɪɾ aɪɐm tə nˈoʊ?ˈɛmɪlˌaɪn ðˈɛn bɹˈiːfli ɹᵻlˈeɪɾᵻd hɪz sˌɪtʃuːˈeɪʃən, æz ʃiː hæd hˈɜːd ɪt fɹʌm ɡˈɑːdəlfˌɪn. ʃiː hæd ˈoʊnli sˈɛd, ðæt ðˈoʊ dˈɛspɚɹətli wˈuːndᵻd hiː jˈɛt lˈɪvd, wˌɛn lˈɔːɹd mˈɔntɚvˌɪl, ɡˈeɪzɪŋ ˌɔn hɜː wɪð ˈaɪz ðæt bᵻspˈoʊk ðɪ ˈæɡəni ʌv hɪz sˈoʊl, ænd sˈiːzɪŋ hɜː vˈaɪələntli baɪ ðə hˈænd, sˈɛd kˈʌm, ðˈɛn, wɪð mˌiː! kˈʌm tə hˌɪm wɪð mˌiː, nˈaʊ, ðɪs ˈɪnstənt!