text_original: The death like silence which followed was of evil omen. The contrast to the discord of a moment back was frightfully significant. I clung to the banisters to help me stand. What had happened to Pollie? What, shortly — at any second ! might happen to me ? I did not dare to try and think.
text_transcription: THE DEATHLIKE SILENCE WHICH FOLLOWED WAS OF EVIL OMEN THE CONTRAST TO THE DISCORD OF A MOMENT BACK WAS FRIGHTFULLY SIGNIFICANT I CLUNG TO THE BANISTERS TO HELP ME STAND WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO POLLY WHAT SHORTLY AT ANY SECOND MIGHT HAPPEN TO ME I DID NOT DARE TO TRY AND THINK
phonemes: ðə dˈɛθ lˈaɪk sˈaɪləns wˌɪtʃ fˈɑːloʊd wʌz ʌv ˈiːvəl ˈoʊmɛn. ðə kˈɑːntɹæst tə ðə dˈɪskɔːɹd əvə mˈoʊmənt bˈæk wʌz fɹˈaɪtfəli sɪɡnˈɪfɪkənt. aɪ klˈʌŋ tə ðə bˈænɪstɚz tə hˈɛlp mˌiː stˈænd. wˌʌt hæd hˈæpənd tə pˈɑːli? wˌʌt, ʃˈɔːɹtli — æɾ ˌɛni sˈɛkənd ! mˌaɪt hˈæpən tə mˌiː ? aɪ dɪdnˌɑːt dˈɛɹ tə tɹˈaɪ ænd θˈɪŋk.