text_original: said the youth, " a Hash of lightning just now showed me Vygla tower on our right ; let us leave the patli and seek shelter there." " Shelter in the Cursed Tower !" exclaimed the old man ; " may Saint Hospitius protect us ! Think, young master ; that tower is deserted."
text_transcription: SAID THE YOUTH A FLASH OF LIGHTNING JUST NOW SHOWED ME REGULAR TOWER ON OUR RIGHT LET US LEAVE THE PATH AND SEEK SHELTER THERE SHELTER IN THE CURSED TOWER EXCLAIMED THE OLD MAN MAY SAINT AUSPICIOUS PROTECT US THINK YOUNG MASTER THAT TOWER IS DESERTED
phonemes: sˈɛd ðə jˈuːθ, " ɐ hˈæʃ ʌv lˈaɪtnɪŋ dʒˈʌst nˈaʊ ʃˈoʊd mˌiː vˈɪɡlə tˈaʊɚɹ ˌɔn ˌaʊɚ ɹˈaɪt ; lˈɛt ˌʌs lˈiːv ðə pˈætli ænd sˈiːk ʃˈɛltɚ ðˈɛɹ." " ʃˈɛltɚɹ ɪnðə kˈɜːst tˈaʊɚ !" ɛksklˈeɪmd ðɪ ˈoʊld mˈæn ; " mˈeɪ sˈeɪnt həspˈɪʃəs pɹətˈɛkt ˌʌs ! θˈɪŋk, jˈʌŋ mˈæstɚ ; ðæt tˈaʊɚɹ ɪz dᵻzˈɜːɾᵻd."