text_original: They advanced to the group where Ordener stood with Jonas and Norbith. " May God guard you, good Jonas, dear Xorbith ! " said Kennybol. " We need his protection, Kennybol," said Jonas. At this instant Kennybol's eye met that of Ordener, who was trying to attract his attention. " Ah ! there you are, young man," said he, going up to him eagerly and offering him his hard, wrinkled hand ; " welcome ! It seems that your courage met with its reward."
text_transcription: THEY ADVANCED TO THE GROUP WHERE ORDNER STOOD WITH JONAS AT NORBITH MAY GOD GUARD YOU GOOD JONAS DEAR NORBITH SAID CANNIBAL WE NEED HIS PROTECTION CANNIBAL SAID JONAS AT THIS INSTANT CANNIBAL'S EYE MET THAT OF ORDNER WHO WAS TRYING TO ATTRACT HIS ATTENTION AH THERE YOU ARE YOUNG MAN SAID HE GOING UP TO HIM EAGERLY AND OFFERING HIM HIS HARD WRINKLED HAND WELCOME IT SEEMS THAT YOUR COURAGE MET WITH ITS REWARD
phonemes: ðeɪ ɐdvˈænst tə ðə ɡɹˈuːp wˌɛɹ ˈɔːɹdənɚ stˈʊd wɪð dʒˈoʊnəz ænd nˈɔːɹbɪt. " mˈeɪ ɡˈɑːd ɡˈɑːɹd juː, ɡˈʊd dʒˈoʊnəz, dˈɪɹ zˈɔːɹbɪt ! " sˈɛd kˈɛnɪbˌɑːl. " wiː nˈiːd hɪz pɹətˈɛkʃən, kˈɛnɪbˌɑːl," sˈɛd dʒˈoʊnəz. æt ðɪs ˈɪnstənt kˈɛnɪbˌɑːlz ˈaɪ mˈɛt ðæt ʌv ˈɔːɹdənɚ, hˌuː wʌz tɹˈaɪɪŋ tʊ ɐtɹˈækt hɪz ɐtˈɛnʃən. " ˈɑː ! ðˈɛɹ juː ɑːɹ, jˈʌŋ mˈæn," sˈɛd hiː, ɡˌoʊɪŋ ˌʌp tə hˌɪm ˈiːɡɚli ænd ˈɔfɚɹɪŋ hˌɪm hɪz hˈɑːɹd, ɹˈɪŋkəld hˈænd ; " wˈɛlkʌm ! ɪt sˈiːmz ðæt jʊɹ kˈɜːɹɪdʒ mˈɛt wɪð ɪts ɹᵻwˈɔːɹd."