text_original: " Oh, master, with my soul ! " " Xot at all. With your flesh and bones." At this moment the outer door of the Spladgest echoed with a loud knock. The little man was amazed ; Spia  gudry tottered, and shaded his lamp with his hand.
text_transcription: OH MASTER WITH MY SOUL NOT AT ALL WITH YOUR FLESH AND BONES AT THIS MOMENT THE OUTER DOOR OF THE SLEDGES ECHOED WITH A LOUD KNOCK THE LITTLE MAN WAS AMAZED SVIAGRI TOTTERED AND SHADED HIS LAMP WITH HIS HAND
phonemes: " ˈoʊ, mˈæstɚ, wɪð maɪ sˈoʊl ! " " zˈɑːt æɾ ˈɔːl. wɪð jʊɹ flˈɛʃ ænd bˈoʊnz." æt ðɪs mˈoʊmənt ðɪ ˈaʊɾɚ dˈɔːɹ ʌvðə splˈædʒɪst ˈɛkoʊd wɪð ɐ lˈaʊd nˈɑːk. ðə lˈɪɾəl mˈæn wʌz ɐmˈeɪzd ; spˈiə ɡˈʌdɹi tˈɑːɾɚd, ænd ʃˈeɪdᵻd hɪz lˈæmp wɪð hɪz hˈænd.