text_original: Turning, I glanced over my shoulder with an irrepressible shudder. "I almost think I see him now. Ah, John Osbom, where's your ghost? Would it not be a strange encounter were we ghosts to meet?
text_transcription: TURNING I GLANCED OVER MY SHOULDER WITH AN IRREPRESSIBLE SHUDDER I ALMOST THINK I SEE HIM NOW AH JOHN OSBORNE WHERE IS YOUR GHOST WOULD IT NOT BE A STRANGE ENCOUNTER WERE WE GHOSTS TO MEET
phonemes: tˈɜːnɪŋ, aɪ ɡlˈænst ˌoʊvɚ maɪ ʃˈoʊldɚ wɪð ɐn ɪɹᵻpɹˈɛsᵻbəl ʃˈʌdɚ. "aɪ ˈɔːlmoʊst θˈɪŋk aɪ sˈiː hˌɪm nˈaʊ. ˈɑː, dʒˈɑːn ˈɑːsbəm, wˌɛɹz jʊɹ ɡˈoʊst? wʊd ɪt nˌɑːt biː ɐ stɹˈeɪndʒ ɛŋkˈaʊntɚ wɜː wiː ɡˈoʊsts tə mˈiːt?