text_original: Presently the old clock struck, one, two  In a moment she was climbing over the rail. In the darkness she missed the heavy bit of rope which Dickory had showed her, but feeling about she clutched it and let herself down to the ledge below.
text_transcription: PRESENTLY THE OLD CLOCK STRUCK ONE TWO IN A MOMENT SHE WAS CLIMBING OVER THE RAIL IN THE DARKNESS SHE MISSED THE HEAVY BIT OF ROPE WHICH DICKERY HAD SHOWED HER BUT FEELING ABOUT SHE CLUTCHED IT AND LET HERSELF DOWN TO THE LEDGE BELOW
phonemes: pɹˈɛzəntli ðɪ ˈoʊld klˈɑːk stɹˈʌk, wˌʌn, tˈuː ɪn ɐ mˈoʊmənt ʃiː wʌz klˈaɪmɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ ðə ɹˈeɪl. ɪnðə dˈɑːɹknəs ʃiː mˈɪst ðə hˈɛvi bˈɪt ʌv ɹˈoʊp wˌɪtʃ dˈɪkɚɹi hæd ʃˈoʊd hɜː, bˌʌt fˈiːlɪŋ ɐbˌaʊt ʃiː klˈʌtʃt ɪt ænd lˈɛt hɜːsˈɛlf dˌaʊn tə ðə lˈɛdʒ bᵻlˈoʊ.