text_original: Neale heard the ticking of a watch and the murmur of the street outside. He felt the soft little note book in his hand. And the strangest sensation shuddered over him. He drew his breath sharply. When General Lodge turned again to face him, Neale saw him differently  aloof, somehow removed, indistinct. "Casey meant that note book for you," said the general, "It belonged to the woman, Beauty Stanton. It contained a letter, evidently written while she was dying....
text_transcription: NEIL HEARD THE TICKING OF A WATCH AND THE MURMUR OF THE STREET OUTSIDE HE FELT THE SOFT LITTLE NOTEBOOK IN HIS HAND AND THE STRANGEST SENSATION SHUDDERED OVER HIM HE DREW HIS BREATH SHARPLY WHEN GENERAL LODGE TURNED AGAIN TO FACE HIM NEIL SAW INDIFFERENTLY ALOOF SOMEHOW REMOVED INDISTINCT CASE HE MEANT TO KNOW BOOK FOR YOU SAID THE GENTLEMAN IT BELONGED TO THE WOMAN DUE TO STANTON IT CONTAINED A LETTER EVIDENTLY WRITTEN WHILE SHE WAS DYING
phonemes: nˈiːl hˈɜːd ðə tˈɪkɪŋ əvə wˈɑːtʃ ænd ðə mˈɜːmɚɹ ʌvðə stɹˈiːt aʊtsˈaɪd. hiː fˈɛlt ðə sˈɔft lˈɪɾəl nˈoʊt bˈʊk ɪn hɪz hˈænd. ænd ðə stɹˈeɪndʒɪst sɛnsˈeɪʃən ʃˈʌdɚd ˈoʊvɚ hˌɪm. hiː dɹˈuː hɪz bɹˈɛθ ʃˈɑːɹpli. wˌɛn dʒˈɛnɚɹəl lˈɑːdʒ tˈɜːnd ɐɡˈɛn tə fˈeɪs hˌɪm, nˈiːl sˈɔː hˌɪm dˈɪfɹəntli ɐlˈuːf, sˈʌmhaʊ ɹᵻmˈuːvd, ˌɪndɪstˈɪŋkt. "kˈeɪsi mˈɛnt ðæt nˈoʊt bˈʊk fɔːɹ juː," sˈɛd ðə dʒˈɛnɚɹəl, "ɪt bᵻlˈɔŋd tə ðə wˈʊmən, bjˈuːɾi stˈæntən. ɪt kəntˈeɪnd ɐ lˈɛɾɚ, ˈɛvɪdəntli ɹˈɪʔn̩ wˌaɪl ʃiː wʌz dˈaɪɪŋ....