text_original: "Durade, you're done!" It was the cold, ringing voice of Hough. Allie ran to the door, peeped through the crack. Durade sat there like a wild beast bound. Hough stood erect over a huge golden pile on the table.
text_transcription: DER RAID YOU'RE DONE IT WAS THE COLD RINGING VOICE OF HELF ALI RAN TO THE DOOR PEEPED THROUGH THE CRACK DE RAID SAT THERE LIKE A WILD BEAST BOUND HALF STOOD ERECT OVER A HUGE GOLDEN PILE ON THE TABLE
phonemes: "dˈʊɹɹeɪd, jʊɹ dˈʌn!" ɪt wʌzðə kˈoʊld, ɹˈɪŋɪŋ vˈɔɪs ʌv hˈoʊ. ˈæli ɹˈæn tə ðə dˈɔːɹ, pˈiːpt θɹuː ðə kɹˈæk. dˈʊɹɹeɪd sˈæt ðɛɹ lˈaɪk ɐ wˈaɪld bˈiːst bˈaʊnd. hˈoʊ stˈʊd ɪɹˈɛkt ˌoʊvɚɹ ɐ hjˈuːdʒ ɡˈoʊldən pˈaɪl ɔnðə tˈeɪbəl.