text_original: He'd never have sold that horse unless he were pushed. For all I know, he may be posted at Tattersalls!" The sheets shivered as though she who lay within them were struggling. Then came her voice, cool and gentle: "All young men bet, Horace; you must know that!" The Squire at the foot of the bed held up the candle; the movement had a sinister significance. "Do you defend him?" it seemed to say. "Do you defy me?"
text_transcription: HE'D NEVER I'VE SOLD THAT HORSE UNLESS HE WERE PUSHED FOR ALL I KNOW HE MAY BE POSTED AT TATTERSALL'S THE SHEETS SHIVERED AS THOUGH SHE WHO LAY WITHIN THEM WERE STRUGGLING THEN CAME HER VOICE COOL AND GENTLE ALL YOUNG MEN BAT HORRORS YOU MUST KNOW THAT THE SQUIRE AT THE FOOT OF THE BED HELD UP THE CANDLE THE MOVEMENT HAD A SINISTER SIGNIFICANCE DO YOU DEFEND HIM IT SEEMED TO SAY DO YOU DEFY ME
phonemes: hiːd nˈɛvɚ hæv sˈoʊld ðæt hˈɔːɹs ʌnlˈɛs hiː wɜː pˈʊʃt. fɔːɹ ˈɔːl aɪ nˈoʊ, hiː mˈeɪ biː pˈoʊstᵻd æt tˈæɾɚsˌɔːlz!" ðə ʃˈiːts ʃˈɪvɚd æz ðˌoʊ ʃiː hˌuː lˈeɪ wɪðˌɪn ðˌɛm wɜː stɹˈʌɡlɪŋ. ðˈɛn kˈeɪm hɜː vˈɔɪs, kˈuːl ænd dʒˈɛntəl: "ˈɔːl jˈʌŋ mˈɛn bˈɛt, hˈɔːɹəs; juː mˈʌst nˈoʊ ðˈæt!" ðə skwˈaɪɚɹ æt ðə fˈʊt ʌvðə bˈɛd hˈɛld ˌʌp ðə kˈændəl; ðə mˈuːvmənt hæd ɐ sˈɪnɪstɚ sɪɡnˈɪfɪkəns. "dˈuː juː dᵻfˈɛnd hˌɪm?" ɪt sˈiːmd tə sˈeɪ. "dˈuː juː dᵻfˈaɪ mˌiː?"