text_original: As the patient eyes were lifted to his face, he saw a sudden doubt in them, and then astonishment. He pressed the work worn, hunger worn young fingers, and touched his lips. "Are you dying for him?" she whispered. "And his wife and child. Hush! Yes."
text_transcription: AS THE PATIENT EYES WERE LIFTED TO HIS FACE HE SAW A SUDDEN DOUBT IN THEM AND THEN ASTONISHMENT HE PRESSED THE WORK WORN HUNGER WORN YOUNG FINGERS AND TOUCHED HIS LIPS ARE YOU DYING FOR HIM SHE WHISPERED AND HIS WIFE AND CHILD HUSH YES
phonemes: æz ðə pˈeɪʃənt ˈaɪz wɜː lˈɪftᵻd tə hɪz fˈeɪs, hiː sˈɔː ɐ sˈʌdən dˈaʊt ɪn ðˌɛm, ænd ðˈɛn ɐstˈɑːnɪʃmənt. hiː pɹˈɛst ðə wˈɜːk wˈɔːɹn, hˈʌŋɡɚ wˈɔːɹn jˈʌŋ fˈɪŋɡɚz, ænd tˈʌtʃt hɪz lˈɪps. "ɑːɹ juː dˈaɪɪŋ fɔːɹ hˌɪm?" ʃiː wˈɪspɚd. "ænd hɪz wˈaɪf ænd tʃˈaɪld. hˈʌʃ! jˈɛs."