text_original: Ordener saw that he must die. He put his hand in his bosom to draw out his Ethel's hair and give it one last kiss. As he did so, a paper fell from his belt. " What is that paper ?" asked Hacket. " Xorbith, seize that paper."
text_transcription: ORDNER SAW THAT HE MUST DIE HE PUT HIS HAND IN HIS BOSOM TO DRAW OUT HIS ATHEL'S HAIR AND GIVE IT ONE LAST KISS AS HE DID SO A PAPER FELL FROM HIS BELT WHAT IS THAT PAPER ASKED HACKETT NOR BIT SEIZE THAT PAPER
phonemes: ˈɔːɹdənɚ sˈɔː ðæt hiː mˈʌst dˈaɪ. hiː pˌʊt hɪz hˈænd ɪn hɪz bˈʊzəm tə dɹˈɔː ˈaʊt hɪz ˈɛθəlz hˈɛɹ ænd ɡˈɪv ɪt wˈʌn lˈæst kˈɪs. æz hiː dˈɪd sˈoʊ, ɐ pˈeɪpɚ fˈɛl fɹʌm hɪz bˈɛlt. " wˌʌt ɪz ðæt pˈeɪpɚ ?" ˈæskt hˈækɪt. " zˈɔːɹbɪt, sˈiːz ðæt pˈeɪpɚ."