text_original: In the hall he came on his uncle, General Pendyce. He came on him from behind, but knew him at once by that look of feeble activity about the back of his knees, by his sloping yet upright shoulders, and the sound of his voice, with its dry and querulous precision, as of a man whose occupation has been taken from him. The General turned round. "Ah, George," he said, "your mother's here, isn't she?
text_transcription: IN THE HALL HE CAME TO HIS UNCLE GENERAL PENDAS HE CAME ON HIM FROM BEHIND BUT KNEW HIM AT ONCE BY THAT LOOK OF FEEBLE ACTIVITY ABOUT THE BACK OF HIS KNEES BY HIS SLOPING YET UPRIGHT SHOULDERS AND THE SOUND OF HIS VOICE WITH ITS DRY AND QUERULOUS PRECISION AS IF A MAN WHOSE OCCUPATION HAD BEEN TAKEN FROM HIM THE GENERAL TURNED ROUND AH GEORGE HE SAID YOUR MOTHER'S HERE DIDN'T YE
phonemes: ɪnðə hˈɔːl hiː kˈeɪm ˌɔn hɪz ˈʌŋkəl, dʒˈɛnɚɹəl pˈɛndaɪs. hiː kˈeɪm ˌɔn hˌɪm fɹʌm bᵻhˈaɪnd, bˌʌt nˈuː hˌɪm ɐtwˈʌns baɪ ðæt lˈʊk ʌv fˈiːbəl æktˈɪvᵻɾi ɐbˌaʊt ðə bˈæk ʌv hɪz nˈiːz, baɪ hɪz slˈoʊpɪŋ jˈɛt ˈʌpɹaɪt ʃˈoʊldɚz, ænd ðə sˈaʊnd ʌv hɪz vˈɔɪs, wɪð ɪts dɹˈaɪ ænd kwˈɜːjʊləs pɹɪsˈɪʒən, æz əvə mˈæn hˌuːz ˌɑːkjʊpˈeɪʃən hˈæzbiːn tˈeɪkən fɹʌm hˌɪm. ðə dʒˈɛnɚɹəl tˈɜːnd ɹˈaʊnd. "ˈɑː, dʒˈɔːɹdʒ," hiː sˈɛd, "jʊɹ mˈʌðɚz hˈɪɹ, ˈɪzənt ʃiː?