text_original: " Noble master, you are right," said he ; and his eye, hitherto vague and uncertain, was fixed upon Ordener. " If I follow you, I incur the future vengeance of the terrible Hans. If I stay, I fall to morrow into the hands of Orugix the hangman.
text_transcription: NOBLE MASTER YOU ARE RIGHT SAID HE AND HIS EYE HITHERTO VAGUE AND UNCERTAIN WAS FIXED UPON ORDNER IF I FOLLOW YOU I INCUR THE FUTURE VENGEANCE OF THE TERRIBLE HANDS IF I STAY I FALL TO MORROW INTO THE HANDS OF OROJIX THE HANGMAN
phonemes: " nˈoʊbəl mˈæstɚ, juː ɑːɹ ɹˈaɪt," sˈɛd hiː ; ænd hɪz ˈaɪ, hˈɪðɚtˌuː vˈeɪɡ ænd ʌnsˈɜːʔn̩, wʌz fˈɪkst əpˌɑːn ˈɔːɹdənɚ. " ɪf aɪ fˈɑːloʊ juː, aɪ ɪŋkˈɜː ðə fjˈuːtʃɚ vˈɛndʒəns ʌvðə tˈɛɹᵻbəl hˈænz. ɪf aɪ stˈeɪ, aɪ fˈɔːl tə mˈɑːɹoʊ ˌɪntʊ ðə hˈændz ʌv ˈɔːɹuːdʒˌɪks ðə hˈæŋmən.