text_original: He now looked up and said: "It's all that red haired ruffian's spite. I don't know what you were about to stir things up, Vigil. You must have put him on the scent." He looked moodily at Gregory. Mr. Barter, too, looked at Gregory with a sort of half ashamed defiance.
text_transcription: HE NOW LOOKED UP AND SAID IT'S ALL THAT RED HAIRED RUFFIAN SPIKE I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE ABOUT TO STIR THINGS UP BY YOU YOU MUST HAVE PUT HIM ON THE SCENT HE LOOKED MOODILY AT GREGORY MISTER BARDER TOO LOOKED AT GREGORY WITH A SORT OF HALF SHAMED DEFIANCE
phonemes: hiː nˈaʊ lˈʊkt ˌʌp ænd sˈɛd: "ɪts ˈɔːl ðæt ɹˈɛd hˈɛɹd ɹˈʌfiənz spˈaɪt. aɪ dˈoʊnt nˈoʊ wʌt juː wɜːɹ ɐbˌaʊt tə stˈɜː θˈɪŋz ˈʌp, vˈɪdʒɪl. juː mˈʌstɐv pˌʊt hˌɪm ɔnðə sˈɛnt." hiː lˈʊkt mˈuːdili æt ɡɹˈɛɡɚɹi. mˈɪstɚ. bˈɑːɹɾɚ, tˈuː, lˈʊkt æt ɡɹˈɛɡɚɹi wɪð ɐ sˈɔːɹt ʌv hˈæf ɐʃˈeɪmd dᵻfˈaɪəns.