text_original: " Go ! " said the old prisoner, in a hollow voice. The lieutenant bowed and obeyed, inwardly pleased that he had won the approving glance of Ordener. Schumacker sat for some time with folded arms and HANS OF ICELAND. 109 bent head, buried in thought. Suddenly he looked up at Ordeuer, who stood before him in silence.
text_transcription: GO SAID THE OLD PRISONER IN A HOLLOW VOICE THE LIEUTENANT BOWED AND OBEYED INWARDLY PLEASED THAT HE HAD WON THE APPROVING GLANCE OF ORDINAR SCHUMANKA SAT FOR SOME TIME WITH FOLDED ARMS AND BENT HEAD BURIED IN THOUGHT SUDDENLY HE LOOKED UP AT ORDNER WHO STOOD BEFORE HIM IN SILENCE
phonemes: " ɡˈoʊ ! " sˈɛd ðɪ ˈoʊld pɹˈɪzənɚ, ɪn ɐ hˈɑːloʊ vˈɔɪs. ðə luːtˈɛnənt bˈaʊd ænd oʊbˈeɪd, ˈɪnwɚdli plˈiːzd ðæt hiː hæd wˈʌn ðɪ ɐpɹˈuːvɪŋ ɡlˈæns ʌv ˈɔːɹdənɚ. ʃˈuːmækɚ sˈæt fɔːɹ sˌʌm tˈaɪm wɪð fˈoʊldᵻd ˈɑːɹmz ænd hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd nˈaɪn bˈɛnt hˈɛd, bˈɛɹid ɪn θˈɔːt. sˈʌdənli hiː lˈʊkt ˌʌp æɾ ˈɔːɹdjuːɚ, hˌuː stˈʊd bᵻfˌɔːɹ hˌɪm ɪn sˈaɪləns.