text_original: "Mrs. Bellew at home?" He went into a room fifteen feet square and perhaps ten high, with a sulky canary in a small gilt cage, an upright piano with an open operatic score, a sofa with piled up cushions, and on it a woman with a flushed and sullen face, whose elbows were resting on her knees, whose chin was resting on her hand, whose gaze was fixed on nothing.
text_transcription: MISSUS BLUE AT HOME HE WENT INTO A ROOM FIFTEEN FEET SQUARE AND PERHAPS TEN HIGH WITH A SULKY CANARY AND A SMALL GILT CAGE AN UPRIGHT PIANO WITH AN OPEN OPERATIC SCORE A SOFA WITH PILED UP CUSHIONS AND ON IT A WOMAN WITH A FLUSHED AND SULLEN FACE WHOSE ELBOWS WERE RESTING ON HER KNEES WHOSE CHIN WAS RESTING ON HER HAND WHOSE GAZE WAS FIXED ON NOTHING
phonemes: "mˈɪsɪz. bˈɛluː æt hˈoʊm?" hiː wɛnt ˌɪntʊ ɐ ɹˈuːm fˈɪftiːn fˈiːt skwˈɛɹ ænd pɚhˈæps tˈɛn hˈaɪ, wɪð ɐ sˈʌlki kənˈɛɹi ɪn ɐ smˈɔːl ɡˈɪlt kˈeɪdʒ, ɐn ˈʌpɹaɪt piˈænoʊ wɪð ɐn ˈoʊpən ˌɑːpɚɹˈæɾɪk skˈɔːɹ, ɐ sˈoʊfə wɪð pˈaɪld ˌʌp kˈʊʃənz, ænd ˌɔn ɪɾ ɐ wˈʊmən wɪð ɐ flˈʌʃt ænd sˈʌlən fˈeɪs, hˌuːz ˈɛlboʊz wɜː ɹˈɛstɪŋ ˌɔn hɜː nˈiːz, hˌuːz tʃˈɪn wʌz ɹˈɛstɪŋ ˌɔn hɜː hˈænd, hˌuːz ɡˈeɪz wʌz fˈɪkst ˌɔn nˈʌθɪŋ.