text_original: Throwing the links about his waist, it was but the work of a few seconds to secure it. He was too much astounded to resist. Withdrawing the key I stepped back from the recess. "Pass your hand," I said, "over the wall; you cannot help feeling the nitre. Indeed it is very damp. Once more let me implore you to return. No? Then I must positively leave you.
text_transcription: THROWING THE LINKS ABOUT HIS WAIST IT WAS BUT THE WORK OF A FEW SECONDS TO SECURE IT HE WAS TOO MUCH ASTOUNDED TO RESIST WITHDRAWING THE KEY I STEPPED BACK FROM THE RECESS PASS YOUR HAND I SAID OVER THE WALL YOU CANNOT HELP FEELING THE NIGHTER INDEED IT IS VERY DAMP ONCE MORE LET ME IMPLORE YOU TO RETURN NO THEN I MUST POSITIVELY LEAVE YOU
phonemes: θɹˈoʊɪŋ ðə lˈɪŋks ɐbˌaʊt hɪz wˈeɪst, ɪt wʌz bˌʌt ðə wˈɜːk əvə fjˈuː sˈɛkəndz tə sᵻkjˈʊɹ ɪt. hiː wʌz tˈuː mʌtʃ ɐstˈaʊndᵻd tə ɹᵻzˈɪst. wɪθdɹˈɔːɪŋ ðə kˈiː aɪ stˈɛpt bˈæk fɹʌmðə ɹˈiːsɛs. "pˈæs jʊɹ hˈænd," aɪ sˈɛd, "ˌoʊvɚ ðə wˈɔːl; juː kænˈɑːt hˈɛlp fˈiːlɪŋ ðə nˈaɪɾɚ. ˌɪndˈiːd ɪɾ ɪz vˈɛɹi dˈæmp. wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ lˈɛt mˌiː ɪmplˈɔːɹ juː tə ɹᵻtˈɜːn. nˈoʊ? ðˈɛn aɪ mˈʌst pˈɑːzᵻtˌɪvli lˈiːv juː.