text_original: He was looking straight before him, his dark eyes fixed, his strongly marked eyebrows con  tracted, and a red spot burning in the centre of each pale and rather hollow cheek. "But why did you hate India?'' Laura asked, with unflinching pertinacity.
text_transcription: HE WAS LOOKING STRAIGHT BEFORE HIM HIS DARK EYES FIXED HIS STRONGLY MARKED EYEBROWS CONTRACTED AND A RED SPOT BURNING IN THE CENTRE OF EACH PALE AND RATHER HOLLOW CHEEK BUT WHY DID YOU HATE INDIA LAURA ASKED WITH UNFLINCHING PERTINACITY
phonemes: hiː wʌz lˈʊkɪŋ stɹˈeɪt bᵻfˈɔːɹ hˌɪm, hɪz dˈɑːɹk ˈaɪz fˈɪkst, hɪz stɹˈɔŋli mˈɑːɹkt ˈaɪbɹaʊz kˈɑːn tɹˈæktᵻd, ænd ɐ ɹˈɛd spˈɑːt bˈɜːnɪŋ ɪnðə sˈɛntɚɹ ʌv ˈiːtʃ pˈeɪl ænd ɹˈæðɚ hˈɑːloʊ tʃˈiːk. "bˌʌt wˌaɪ dˈɪd juː hˈeɪt ˈɪndiə?lˈɔːɹə ˈæskt, wɪð ʌnflˈɪntʃɪŋ pˌɜːtɪnˈæsᵻɾi.