text_original: The night brought Dick rest, but the morning found his flare of interest dead. He made his pack with a dull need of moving on, and he would have done so if, when he came into the office, he had not found there a group of white faced, horrified men.
text_transcription: THE NIGHT BROUGHT DICK REST BUT THE MORNING FOUND HIS FLARE OF INTEREST DEAD HE MADE HIS PACK WITH A DULL NEED OF MOVING ON AND HE WOULD HAVE DONE SO IF WHEN HE CAME INTO THE OFFICE HE HAD NOT FOUND THERE A GROUP OF WHITE FACED HORRIFIED MEN
phonemes: ðə nˈaɪt bɹˈɔːt dˈɪk ɹˈɛst, bˌʌt ðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ fˈaʊnd hɪz flˈɛɹ ʌv ˈɪntɹɛst dˈɛd. hiː mˌeɪd hɪz pˈæk wɪð ɐ dˈʌl nˈiːd ʌv mˈuːvɪŋ ˈɔn, ænd hiː wʊdhɐv dˈʌn sˈoʊ ɪf, wˌɛn hiː kˈeɪm ˌɪntʊ ðɪ ˈɑːfɪs, hiː hæd nˌɑːt fˈaʊnd ðɛɹ ɐ ɡɹˈuːp ʌv wˈaɪt fˈeɪsd, hˈɔːɹɪfˌaɪd mˈɛn.