text_original: They had lost gold, which fact meant little to them. But there was something big and significant in their presence behind Hough. Gamblers leagued against a crooked gambling hell! Durade had lost a fortune, yet not all his fortune. He seemed a haggard, flaming eyed wreck of the once debonair Durade. His hair was wet and dishevelled, his collar was open, his hand wavered. Blood trickled down from his lower lip.
text_transcription: THEY HAD LOST GOLD WHICH FACT MEANT LITTLE TO THEM BUT THERE WAS SOMETHING BIG AND SIGNIFICANT IN THEIR PRESENCE BEHIND HUFF GAMBLERS LEAGUED AGAINST A CROOKED GAMBLING HILL DE RAID HAD LOST A FORTUNE YET NOT ALL HIS FORTUNE HE SEEMED A HAGGARD FLAMING EYED WRECK OF THE ONCE DEVONARE DERABE HIS HAIR WAS WET AND DISHEVELLED HIS COLLAR WAS OPEN HIS HAND WAVERED BLOOD TRICKLED DOWN FROM HIS LOWER LIP
phonemes: ðeɪ hæd lˈɔst ɡˈoʊld, wˌɪtʃ fˈækt mˈɛnt lˈɪɾəl tə ðˌɛm. bˌʌt ðɛɹwˌʌz sˈʌmθɪŋ bˈɪɡ ænd sɪɡnˈɪfɪkənt ɪn ðɛɹ pɹˈɛzəns bᵻhˌaɪnd hˈoʊ. ɡˈæmblɚz lˈiːɡd ɐɡˈɛnst ɐ kɹˈʊkɪd ɡˈæmblɪŋ hˈɛl! dˈʊɹɹeɪd hæd lˈɔst ɐ fˈɔːɹtʃʊn, jˈɛt nˌɑːt ˈɔːl hɪz fˈɔːɹtʃʊn. hiː sˈiːmd ɐ hˈæɡɚd, flˈeɪmɪŋ ˈaɪd ɹˈɛk ʌvðə wˈʌns dˈɛbənˌɛɹ dˈʊɹɹeɪd. hɪz hˈɛɹ wʌz wˈɛt ænd dɪʃˈɛvəld, hɪz kˈɑːlɚ wʌz ˈoʊpən, hɪz hˈænd wˈeɪvɚd. blˈʌd tɹˈɪkəld dˌaʊn fɹʌm hɪz lˈoʊɚ lˈɪp.