text_original: Left thus abruptly to himself, General Pendyce summoned a page, slowly pencilled something on his card, and with his back to the only persons in the hall, waited, his hands folded on the handle of his cane. And while he waited he tried as far as possible to think of nothing.
text_transcription: LEFT THUS ABRUPTLY TO HIMSELF GENERAL PENDISE SUMMONED A PAGE SLOWLY PENCILLED SOMETHING ON HIS CARD AND WITH HIS BACK TO THE ONLY PERSONS IN THE HALL WAITED HIS HANDS FOLDED ON THE HANDLE OF HIS CANE AND WHILE HE WAITED HE TRIED AS FAR AS POSSIBLE TO THINK OF NOTHING
phonemes: lˈɛft ðˈʌs ɐbɹˈʌptli tə hɪmsˈɛlf, dʒˈɛnɚɹəl pˈɛndaɪs sˈʌmənd ɐ pˈeɪdʒ, slˈoʊli pˈɛnsəld sˈʌmθɪŋ ˌɔn hɪz kˈɑːɹd, ænd wɪð hɪz bˈæk tə ðɪ ˈoʊnli pˈɜːsənz ɪnðə hˈɔːl, wˈeɪɾᵻd, hɪz hˈændz fˈoʊldᵻd ɔnðə hˈændəl ʌv hɪz kˈeɪn. ænd wˌaɪl hiː wˈeɪɾᵻd hiː tɹˈaɪd æz fˈɑːɹ æz pˈɑːsᵻbəl tə θˈɪŋk ʌv nˈʌθɪŋ.