text_original: The spaniel John rose heavily, looked sardonically at Mr. Barter, and again flopped down against his master's leg. "Get up, John," said Mr. Pendyce again. The spaniel John snored. '.f I move, you'll move too, and uncertainty will begin for me again,' he seemed to say.
text_transcription: THE SPANIEL JOHN ROSE HEAVILY LOOKED SARDONICALLY AT MISTER BARDER AND AGAIN FLOPPED DOWN AGAINST HIS MASTER'S LEG GET UP JOHN SAID MISTER PENDISE AGAIN THE SPANIEL JOHN SNORED IF I MOVE HE'LL MOVE TOO AND UNCERTAINTY WILL BEGIN FOR ME AGAIN HE SEEMED TO SAY
phonemes: ðə spˈænjəl dʒˈɑːn ɹˈoʊz hˈɛvili, lˈʊkt sɑːɹdˈɑːnɪkli æt mˈɪstɚ. bˈɑːɹɾɚ, ænd ɐɡˈɛn flˈɑːpt dˌaʊn ɐɡˈɛnst hɪz mˈæstɚz lˈɛɡ. "ɡɛt ˈʌp, dʒˈɑːn," sˈɛd mˈɪstɚ. pˈɛndaɪs ɐɡˈɛn. ðə spˈænjəl dʒˈɑːn snˈɔːɹd..ˈɛf aɪ mˈuːv, juːl mˈuːv tˈuː, ænd ʌnsˈɜːtənti wɪl bɪɡˈɪn fɔːɹ mˌiː ɐɡˈɛn,hiː sˈiːmd tə sˈeɪ.