text_original: "All my winnings against this girl," went on Hough, relentlessly. Scorn and a taunting dare and an insidious persuasion mingled with the passion of his offer. He knew how to inflame. Durade, as a gambler, was a weakling in the grasp of a giant. "Come!... Do you accept?" Durade's body leaped, as if an irresistible current had been shot into it. "Si, Senor!" he cried, with power and joy in his voice.
text_transcription: ALL MY WINNINGS AGAINST THIS GIRL WENT ON HUFF RELENTLESSLY SCORN AND A TAUNTING DARE AND AN INSIDIOUS PERSUASION MINGLED WITH THE PASSION OF HIS AUTHOR HE KNEW HOW TO IMPLAME DERAYED AS A GAMBLER WAS A WEAKLING IN THE GRASP OF A GIANT COME DO YOU ACCEPT GREY'S BODY LEAPED AS IF AN IRRESISTIBLE CURRENT HAD BEEN SHOT INTO IT SEE SENOR HE CRIED WITH POWER AND JOY IN HIS VOICE
phonemes: "ˈɔːl maɪ wˈɪnɪŋz ɐɡˈɛnst ðɪs ɡˈɜːl," wɛnt ˌɔn hˈoʊ, ɹɪlˈɛntləsli. skˈɔːɹn ænd ɐ tˈɔːntɪŋ dˈɛɹ ænd ɐn ɪnsˈɪdiəs pɚswˈeɪʒən mˈɪŋɡəld wɪððə pˈæʃən ʌv hɪz ˈɔfɚ. hiː nˈuː hˌaʊ tʊ ɪnflˈeɪm. dˈʊɹɹeɪd, æz ɐ ɡˈæmblɚ, wʌzɐ wˈiːklɪŋ ɪnðə ɡɹˈæsp əvə dʒˈaɪənt. "kˈʌm!... dˈuː juː ɐksˈɛpt?" dˈʊɹɹeɪdz bˈɑːdi lˈiːpt, æz ɪf ɐn ɪɹᵻzˈɪstᵻbəl kˈɜːɹənt hɐdbɪn ʃˈɑːt ˌɪntʊ ɪt. "sˈiː, sˈɛnɚ!" hiː kɹˈaɪd, wɪð pˈaʊɚ ænd dʒˈɔɪ ɪn hɪz vˈɔɪs.