text_original: Then the spaniel John, coming silently from under the sideboard, fell heavily down against his master's leg with a lengthy snore of satisfaction. Mr. Pendyce looked down. "This fellow of mine," he muttered, "is getting fat." It was evident from the tone of his voice that he desired his emotion to be forgotten. Something very deep in Mr. Barter respected that desire. "It's a first rate magnum," he said.
text_transcription: THEN THE SPANIEL JOHN COMING SILENTLY FROM UNDER THE SIDEBOARD FELL HEAVILY DOWN AGAINST HIS MASTER'S LEG WITH A LENGTHY SNORE OF SATISFACTION MISTER PENDISE LOOKED DOWN THIS FELLER MINE HE MUTTERED WAS IN FACT IT WAS EVIDENT FROM THE TONE OF HIS VOICE THAT HE DESIRED HIS EMOTION TO BE FORGOTTEN SOMETHING VERY DEEP IN MISTER BARDELL RESPECTED THAT DESIRE IT'S A FIRST RATE MAGNUM HE SAID
phonemes: ðˈɛn ðə spˈænjəl dʒˈɑːn, kˈʌmɪŋ sˈaɪləntli fɹʌm ˌʌndɚ ðə sˈaɪdbɔːɹd, fˈɛl hˈɛvili dˌaʊn ɐɡˈɛnst hɪz mˈæstɚz lˈɛɡ wɪð ɐ lˈɛŋθi snˈɔːɹ ʌv sˌæɾɪsfˈækʃən. mˈɪstɚ. pˈɛndaɪs lˈʊkt dˈaʊn. "ðɪs fˈɛloʊ ʌv mˈaɪn," hiː mˈʌɾɚd, "ɪz ɡˌɛɾɪŋ fˈæt." ɪt wʌz ˈɛvɪdənt fɹʌmðə tˈoʊn ʌv hɪz vˈɔɪs ðæt hiː dɪzˈaɪɚd hɪz ɪmˈoʊʃən təbi fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩. sˈʌmθɪŋ vˈɛɹi dˈiːp ɪn mˈɪstɚ. bˈɑːɹɾɚ ɹᵻspˈɛktᵻd ðæt dɪzˈaɪɚ. "ɪts ɐ fˈɜːst ɹˈeɪt mˈæɡnəm," hiː sˈɛd.