text_original: The two prisoners studied each other long and silently ; it seemed as if both felt themselves and mutually recog  nized each other as enemies of mankind. " Who are you ? " at length asked the ex chancellor. " I will tell you my name," replied the bandit, " to make you shun me. I am Hans of Iceland."
text_transcription: THE TWO PRISONERS STUDIED EACH OTHER LONG AND SILENTLY IT SEEMED AS IF BOTH FELT THEMSELVES AND MUTUALLY RECOGNIZED EACH OTHER AS ENEMIES OF MANKIND WHO ARE YOU AT LENGTH ASKED THE EXCHANOR I WILL TELL YOU MY NAME REPLIED THE BANDIT TO MAKE YOU SHUN ME I AM HANDS OF ICELAND
phonemes: ðə tˈuː pɹˈɪzənɚz stˈʌdid ˈiːtʃ ˈʌðɚ lˈɔŋ ænd sˈaɪləntli ; ɪt sˈiːmd æz ɪf bˈoʊθ fˈɛlt ðɛmsˈɛlvz ænd mjˈuːtʃuːəli ɹˈɛkəɡ nˈaɪzd ˈiːtʃ ˈʌðɚɹ æz ˈɛnəmiz ʌv mæŋkˈaɪnd. " hˈuː ɑːɹ juː ? " æt lˈɛŋθ ˈæskt ðɪ ˈɛks tʃˈænsɛlɚ. " aɪ wɪl tˈɛl juː maɪ nˈeɪm," ɹᵻplˈaɪd ðə bˈændɪt, " tə mˌeɪk juː ʃˈʌn mˌiː. aɪɐm hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd."