text_original: Fear nothing," said the man ; " I will not part you from your treasure." At these words, unfastening his leather belt, he passed it through a ring on the cover of the casket, and by this means hung it about Spiagudry's neck, the poor fellow bending beneath its weight. " Come
text_transcription: FEAR NOTHING SAID THE MAN I WILL NOT PART YOU FROM YOUR TREASURE AT THESE WORDS UNFASTENING HIS LEATHER BELT HE PASSED IT THROUGH A RING ON THE COVER OF THE CASKET AND BY THIS MEANS HUNG IT ABOUT SPIAGRI'S NECK THE POOR FELLOW BENDING BENEATH ITS WEIGHT COME
phonemes: fˈɪɹ nˈʌθɪŋ," sˈɛd ðə mˈæn ; " aɪ wɪl nˌɑːt pˈɑːɹt juː fɹʌm jʊɹ tɹˈɛʒɚ." æt ðiːz wˈɜːdz, ʌnfˈæsənɪŋ hɪz lˈɛðɚ bˈɛlt, hiː pˈæst ɪt θɹuː ɐ ɹˈɪŋ ɔnðə kˈʌvɚɹ ʌvðə kˈæskɪt, ænd baɪ ðɪs mˈiːnz hˈʌŋ ɪɾ ɐbˌaʊt spˈaɪəɡˌʌdɹiz nˈɛk, ðə pˈʊɹ fˈɛloʊ bˈɛndɪŋ bᵻnˌiːθ ɪts wˈeɪt. " kˈʌm