text_original: The real solemnity of his face excited Winlow's curiosity. "Can't you stop and have lunch with us?" "No, no; my wife  Must get back!" Winlow murmured: "Ah yes, of course." His leisurely blue eyes, always in command of the situation, rested on the Rector's heated face.
text_transcription: THE REAL SOLEMNITY OF HIS FACE EXCITED WINLOW'S CURIOSITY CAN'T YOU STOP AND HAVE LUNCH WITH US I DON'T KNOW MY WIFE MUST GET BACK WINLOW MURMURED OH YES OF COURSE HIS LEISURELY BLUE EYES ALWAYS IN COMMAND OF THE SITUATION RESTED ON THE RECTOR'S HEATED FACE
phonemes: ðə ɹˈiːəl sɑːlˈɛmnᵻɾi ʌv hɪz fˈeɪs ɛksˈaɪɾᵻd wˈɪnloʊz kjˌʊɹɹɪˈɔsᵻɾi. "kˈænt juː stˈɑːp ænd hæv lˈʌntʃ wɪð ˌʌs?" "nˈoʊ, nˈoʊ; maɪ wˈaɪf mˈʌst ɡɛt bˈæk!" wˈɪnloʊ mˈɜːmɚd: "ˈɑː jˈɛs, ʌv kˈɔːɹs." hɪz lˈiːʒɚli blˈuː ˈaɪz, ˈɔːlweɪz ɪn kəmˈænd ʌvðə sˌɪtʃuːˈeɪʃən, ɹˈɛstᵻd ɔnðə ɹˈɛktɚz hˈiːɾᵻd fˈeɪs.