text_original: Leaning over what was left of the banisters I could see the gleam of her candle in the passage. I expected to hear her shriek, and sounds of a struggle. The candle flickered, as if she were moving here and there in an endeavour to discover the cause of the commo  tion. Presently her voice came up to me. " Emily
text_transcription: LEANING OVER WHAT WAS LEFT OF THE BANISTERS I COULD SEE THE GLEAM OF HER CANDLE IN THE PASSAGE I EXPECTED TO HEAR HER SHRIEK AND SOUNDS OF A STRUGGLE THE CANDLE FLICKERED AS IF SHE WERE MOVING HERE AND THERE IN AN ENDEAVOUR TO DISCOVER THE CAUSE OF THE COMMOTION PRESENTLY HER VOICE CAME UP TO ME EMILY
phonemes: lˈiːnɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ wʌt wʌz lˈɛft ʌvðə bˈænɪstɚz aɪ kʊd sˈiː ðə ɡlˈiːm ʌv hɜː kˈændəl ɪnðə pˈæsɪdʒ. aɪ ɛkspˈɛktᵻd tə hˈɪɹ hɜː ʃɹˈiːk, ænd sˈaʊndz əvə stɹˈʌɡəl. ðə kˈændəl flˈɪkɚd, æz ɪf ʃiː wɜː mˈuːvɪŋ hˈɪɹ ɐnd ðˈɛɹ ɪn ɐn ɛndˈɛvɚ tə dɪskˈʌvɚ ðə kˈɔːz ʌvðə kəmˈoʊ tɪˈɑːn. pɹˈɛzəntli hɜː vˈɔɪs kˈeɪm ˈʌp tə mˌiː. " ˈɛmᵻli