text_original: " Look at me," he continued, raising his head ; " an hour hence you may have no voice left with which to boast that you have seen me." The new comer, moving his light up and down the HANS OF ICELAND. 283 little man's person, seemed even more surprised than frightened.
text_transcription: LOOK AT ME HE CONTINUED RAISING HIS HEAD AN HOUR HENCE YOU MAY HAVE NO VOICE LEFT WITH WHICH TO BOAST THAT YOU HAVE SEEN ME THE NEW COMER MOVING HIS LIGHT UP AND DOWN THE LITTLE MAN'S PERSON SEEMED EVEN MORE SURPRISED THAN FRIGHTENED
phonemes: " lˈʊk æt mˌiː," hiː kəntˈɪnjuːd, ɹˈeɪzɪŋ hɪz hˈɛd ; " ɐn ˈaʊɚ hˈɛns juː mˌeɪhɐv nˈoʊ vˈɔɪs lˈɛft wɪð wˌɪtʃ tə bˈoʊst ðæt juː hæv sˈiːn mˌiː." ðə nˈuː kˈʌmɚ, mˈuːvɪŋ hɪz lˈaɪt ˌʌp ænd dˌaʊn ðə hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd ˈeɪɾi θɹˈiː lˈɪɾəl mˈænz pˈɜːsən, sˈiːmd ˈiːvən mˈɔːɹ sɚpɹˈaɪzd ðɐn fɹˈaɪʔn̩d.