text_original: The spaniel John, showing the whites of his eyes, and trying to back through his collar, was assisted from the room. Mr. Pendyce closed the door behind them. "Have a glass of port, Vigil; it's the '47. My father laid it down in '.6, the year before he died.
text_transcription: THE SPANIEL JOHN SHOWING THE WHITES OF HIS EYES AND TRYING TO BACK THROUGH HIS COLLAR WAS ASSISTED FROM THE ROOM MISTER PENDISE CLOSED THE DOOR BEHIND THEM HAVE A GLASS OF PORT BY DRUGS THE FORTY SEVEN MY FATHER LAID IT DOWN IN FIFTY SIX THE YEAR BEFORE HE DIED
phonemes: ðə spˈænjəl dʒˈɑːn, ʃˈoʊɪŋ ðə wˈaɪts ʌv hɪz ˈaɪz, ænd tɹˈaɪɪŋ tə bˈæk θɹuː hɪz kˈɑːlɚ, wʌz ɐsˈɪstᵻd fɹʌmðə ɹˈuːm. mˈɪstɚ. pˈɛndaɪs klˈoʊzd ðə dˈɔːɹ bᵻhˈaɪnd ðˌɛm. "hæv ɐ ɡlˈæs ʌv pˈɔːɹt, vˈɪdʒɪl; ɪts ðə fˈɔːɹɾi sˈɛvən. maɪ fˈɑːðɚ lˈeɪd ɪt dˌaʊn ˈɪn.sˈɪks, ðə jˈɪɹ bᵻfˌɔːɹ hiː dˈaɪd.