text_original: Men born his friends, would ruin him ; a man born his foe, must serve him." The general, whose face had gradually cleared, inter  rupted Ordener. " Very good, my dear Ordener. But what are you talk  ing about ? Schumacker is under my protection. What men ? What plots ? " HANS OF ICELAND. 125 Ordeuer could scarcely have replied plainly to this question. He had but very vague gleams of light, very uncertain suspicions as to the position of the man for whom he was about to expose his life.
text_transcription: MAN BORN HIS FRIENDS WOULD RUIN HIM A MAN BORN HIS FOE MUST SERVE HIM THE GENERAL WHOSE FACE HAD GRADUALLY CLEARED INTERRUPTED ORDNER VERY GOOD MY DEAR ORDNER BUT WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT SCHUMANKA IS UNDER MY PROTECTION WHAT MAN WHAT PLOTS ORDNER COULD SCARCELY HAVE REPLIED PLAINLY TO THIS QUESTION HE HAD BUT VERY VAGUE GLEAMS OF LIGHT VERY UNCERTAIN SUSPICIONS AS TO THE POSITION OF THE MAN FOR WHOM HE WAS ABOUT TO EXPOSE HIS LIFE
phonemes: mˈɛn bˈɔːɹn hɪz fɹˈɛndz, wʊd ɹˈuːɪn hˌɪm ; ɐ mˈæn bˈɔːɹn hɪz fˈoʊ, mˈʌst sˈɜːv hˌɪm." ðə dʒˈɛnɚɹəl, hˌuːz fˈeɪs hæd ɡɹˈædʒuːəli klˈɪɹd, ɪntˈɜː ɹˈʌptᵻd ˈɔːɹdənɚ. " vˈɛɹi ɡˈʊd, maɪ dˈɪɹ ˈɔːɹdənɚ. bˌʌt wʌt ɑːɹ juː tˈɔːk ˈɪŋ ɐbˈaʊt ? ʃˈuːmækɚɹ ɪz ˌʌndɚ maɪ pɹətˈɛkʃən. wˌʌt mˈɛn ? wˌʌt plˈɑːts ? " hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd twˈɛnti fˈaɪv ˈɔːɹdjuːɚ kʊd skˈɛɹsli hæv ɹᵻplˈaɪd plˈeɪnli tə ðɪs kwˈɛstʃən. hiː hæd bˌʌt vˈɛɹi vˈeɪɡ ɡlˈiːmz ʌv lˈaɪt, vˈɛɹi ʌnsˈɜːʔn̩ səspˈɪʃənz æz tə ðə pəzˈɪʃən ʌvðə mˈæn fɔːɹ hˈuːm hiː wʌz ɐbˌaʊt tʊ ɛkspˈoʊz hɪz lˈaɪf.