text_original: Then followed a sound of a chair falling. "Indeed, Allison, it's true," broke in a strange voice. "The street's full of men  all talking  all stirred up." Other men entered the room. "Is Neale here?" queried General Lodge, sharply. "They're trying to hold him up  in the office. The boys want to pat him on the back....
text_transcription: THEN FOLLOWED A SOUND OF A CHAIR FORM DEED ALLISON IT'S TRUE BROKE IN A STRANGE VOICE THE STREET'S FULL O MEN ALL TALKING ALL STIRRED UP OTHER MEN ENTERED THE ROOM IS NEIL HERE QUERIED GENERAL LODD SHARPLY THEY'RE TRYING TO HOLD HIM UP IN THE OFFICE BOYS WANT TO PAT HIM ON THE BACK
phonemes: ðˈɛn fˈɑːloʊd ɐ sˈaʊnd əvə tʃˈɛɹ fˈɔːlɪŋ. "ˌɪndˈiːd, ˈælɪsən, ɪts tɹˈuː," bɹˈoʊk ɪn ɐ stɹˈeɪndʒ vˈɔɪs. "ðə stɹˈiːts fˈʊl ʌv mˈɛn ˈɔːl tˈɔːkɪŋ ˈɔːl stˈɜːd ˈʌp." ˈʌðɚ mˈɛn ˈɛntɚd ðə ɹˈuːm. "ɪz nˈiːl hˈɪɹ?" kwˈiəɹɪd dʒˈɛnɚɹəl lˈɑːdʒ, ʃˈɑːɹpli. "ðeɪɚ tɹˈaɪɪŋ tə hˈoʊld hˌɪm ˌʌp ɪnðɪ ˈɑːfɪs. ðə bˈɔɪz wˈɔnt tə pˈæt hˌɪm ɔnðə bˈæk....