text_original: In the perfect precision of his collar, his boots, his dress, his figure; in the way from time to time he cleared his throat, in the strange yellow driedness of his face between his carefully brushed whiskers, in the immobility of his white hands on his cane, he gave the impression of a man sucked dry by a system. Only his eyes, restless and opinionated, betrayed the essential Pendyce that was behind.
text_transcription: IN THE PERFECT PRECISION OF HIS COLLAR HIS BOOTS HIS DRESS HIS FIGURE IN THE WAY FROM TIME TO TIME HE CLEARED HIS THROAT IN THE STRANGE YELLOW DRYNESS OF HIS FACE BETWEEN HIS CAREFULLY BRUSHED WHISKERS IN THE IMMOBILITY OF HIS WHITE HANDS ON HIS CANE HE GAVE THE IMPRESSION OF A MAN SUCKED DRY BY A SYSTEM ONLY HIS EYES RESTLESS AND OPINIONATED BETRAYED THE ESSENTIAL TENDISE THAT WAS BEHIND
phonemes: ɪnðə pˈɜːfɛkt pɹɪsˈɪʒən ʌv hɪz kˈɑːlɚ, hɪz bˈuːts, hɪz dɹˈɛs, hɪz fˈɪɡjɚ; ɪnðə wˈeɪ fɹʌm tˈaɪm tə tˈaɪm hiː klˈɪɹd hɪz θɹˈoʊt, ɪnðə stɹˈeɪndʒ jˈɛloʊ dɹˈaɪdnəs ʌv hɪz fˈeɪs bᵻtwˌiːn hɪz kˈɛɹfəli bɹˈʌʃt wˈɪskɚz, ɪnðɪ ɪmˌoʊbˈɪlᵻɾi ʌv hɪz wˈaɪt hˈændz ˌɔn hɪz kˈeɪn, hiː ɡˈeɪv ðɪ ɪmpɹˈɛʃən əvə mˈæn sˈʌkt dɹˈaɪ baɪ ɐ sˈɪstəm. ˈoʊnli hɪz ˈaɪz, ɹˈɛstləs ænd əpˈɪniənˌeɪɾᵻd, bᵻtɹˈeɪd ðɪ ᵻsˈɛnʃəl pˈɛndaɪs ðæt wʌz bᵻhˈaɪnd.