text_original: The house was silent. We halted, and Clark threw himself against the rude panels of the door, which gave to inward blackness. Our men filled the little passage, and suddenly we found ourselves in a low ceiled room in front of a great four poster bed.
text_transcription: THE HOUSE WAS SILENT WE HALTED AND CLARK THREW HIMSELF AGAINST THE RUDE PANELS OF THE DOOR WHICH GAVE TO INWARD BLACKNESS OUR MEN FILLED A LITTLE PASSAGE AND SUDDENLY WE FOUND OURSELVES IN A LOW CEILINGED ROOM IN FRONT OF A GREAT FOUR POSTER BED
phonemes: ðə hˈaʊs wʌz sˈaɪlənt. wiː hˈɔltᵻd, ænd klˈɑːɹk θɹˈuː hɪmsˈɛlf ɐɡˈɛnst ðə ɹˈuːd pˈænəlz ʌvðə dˈɔːɹ, wˌɪtʃ ɡˈeɪv tʊ ˈɪnwɚd blˈæknəs. ˌaʊɚ mˈɛn fˈɪld ðə lˈɪɾəl pˈæsɪdʒ, ænd sˈʌdənli wiː fˈaʊnd aʊɚsˈɛlvz ɪn ɐ lˈoʊ sˈiːld ɹˈuːm ɪn fɹˈʌnt əvə ɡɹˈeɪt fˈɔːɹ pˈoʊstɚ bˈɛd.