text_original: I looked at Madame la Vicomtesse, and knocked again so loudly that the little tailor across the street, his shirt opened at the neck, flung out his shutter. Suddenly there was a noise within, the door was opened, and Lindy stood before us, in the darkened room, with terror in her eyes.
text_transcription: I LOOKED AT MADAME LA VICOMTESSA AND KNOCKED AGAIN SO LOUDLY THAT THE LITTLE TAILOR CROSSED THE STREET HIS SHIRT OPENED AT THE NECK FLUNG OUT HIS SHUTTER SUDDENLY THERE WAS A NOISE WITHIN THE DOOR WAS OPENED AND LINDY STOOD BEFORE US IN THE DARKENED ROOM WITH TERROR IN HER EYES
phonemes: aɪ lˈʊkt æt mˈædəm lˌæ vˈɪkəmtˌɛs, ænd nˈɑːkt ɐɡˈɛn sˌoʊ lˈaʊdli ðætðə lˈɪɾəl tˈeɪlɚɹ əkɹˌɑːs ðə stɹˈiːt, hɪz ʃˈɜːt ˈoʊpənd æt ðə nˈɛk, flˈʌŋ ˈaʊt hɪz ʃˈʌɾɚ. sˈʌdənli ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ nˈɔɪz wɪðˈɪn, ðə dˈɔːɹ wʌz ˈoʊpənd, ænd lˈɪndi stˈʊd bᵻfˈɔːɹ ˌʌs, ɪnðə dˈɑːɹkənd ɹˈuːm, wɪð tˈɛɹɚɹ ɪn hɜːɹ ˈaɪz.