text_original: But he glared fearlessly at Dolores as he went, and added: "Ye have none more faithful than Stumpy, if thy heart is still with us and for us. But things begin to look plaguey rough, Dolores, since ye spared the white schooner and her owner." Swiftly Dolores stepped down and glided to Stumpy's side, his men drawing back involuntarily, not in sufficient numbers to be able to cast off their old awe of her. "Thy ear, good Stumpy," she whispered.
text_transcription: BUT HE GLARED FEARLESSLY AT DOLORES AS HE WENT AND ADDED YE HAVE NONE MORE FAITHFUL THAN STUMPY IF THY HEART IS STILL WITH US AND FOR US BUT THINGS BEGIN TO LOOK PLAGUER AFTER DOLORES SINCE HE HAS SPARED THE WHITE SCHOONER AND HER OWNER SWIFTLY DOLORES STEPPED DOWN AND GLIDED TO STUMPY'S SIDE HIS MEN DRAWING BACK INVOLUNTARILY NOT IN SUFFICIENT NUMBERS TO BE ABLE TO CAST OFF THEIR OLD AWE OF HER THY EAR GOOD STUMPY SHE WHISPERED
phonemes: bˌʌt hiː ɡlˈɛɹd fˈɪɹləsli æt dəlˈɔːɹɪs æz hiː wˈɛnt, ænd ˈædᵻd: "jiː hæv nˈʌn mˈɔːɹ fˈeɪθfəl ðɐn stˈʌmpi, ɪf ðˌaɪ hˈɑːɹt ɪz stˈɪl wɪð ˌʌs ænd fɔːɹ ˌʌs. bˌʌt θˈɪŋz bɪɡˈɪn tə lˈʊk plˈeɪɡi ɹˈʌf, dəlˈɔːɹɪs, sˈɪns jiː spˈɛɹd ðə wˈaɪt skˈuːnɚ ænd hɜːɹ ˈoʊnɚ." swˈɪftli dəlˈɔːɹɪs stˈɛpt dˌaʊn ænd ɡlˈaɪdᵻd tə stˈʌmpiz sˈaɪd, hɪz mˈɛn dɹˈɔːɪŋ bˈæk ɪnvˌɑːləntˈɛɹᵻli, nˌɑːt ɪn səfˈɪʃənt nˈʌmbɚz təbi ˈeɪbəl tə kˈæst ˈɔf ðɛɹ ˈoʊld ˈɔː ʌv hɜː. "ðˌaɪ ˈɪɹ, ɡˈʊd stˈʌmpi," ʃiː wˈɪspɚd.