text_original: Glancing round for a moment, the Tinker leaped into the cellar, and, unmasking his lantern, showed a sort of hiding place, between a bulk of timber and a boiler, to which he invited his companion.
text_transcription: GLANCING ROUND FOR A MOMENT THE TINKER LEAPED INTO THE CELLAR AND UNMASKING HIS LANTERN SHOWED A SORT OF HIDING PLACE BETWEEN A BULK OF TIMBER AND THE BOILER TO WHICH HE INVITED HIS COMPANION
phonemes: ɡlˈænsɪŋ ɹˈaʊnd fɚɹə mˈoʊmənt, ðə tˈɪŋkɚ lˈiːpt ˌɪntʊ ðə sˈɛlɚ, ænd, ʌnmˈæskɪŋ hɪz lˈæntɚn, ʃˈoʊd ɐ sˈɔːɹt ʌv hˈaɪdɪŋ plˈeɪs, bᵻtwˌiːn ɐ bˈʌlk ʌv tˈɪmbɚ ænd ɐ bˈɔɪlɚ, tə wˌɪtʃ hiː ɪnvˈaɪɾᵻd hɪz kəmpˈæniən.