text_original: They had just seated themselves when the two gamblers returned, followed by Durade. He was rubbing his hands in satisfaction. "What was the fuss about?" queried Hough, tipping the ashes off his cigar.
text_transcription: THEY HAD JUST SEATED THEMSELVES WHEN THE TWO GAMBLERS RETURNED FOLLOWED DODGY REEVE HE WAS RUBBING HIS HANDS IN SATISFACTION WHAT WAS THE FUSS ABOUT GRILLED HUFF TIPPING THE ASHES OFF HIS CIGAR
phonemes: ðeɪ hæd dʒˈʌst sˈiːɾᵻd ðɛmsˈɛlvz wɛn ðə tˈuː ɡˈæmblɚz ɹᵻtˈɜːnd, fˈɑːloʊd baɪ dˈʊɹɹeɪd. hiː wʌz ɹˈʌbɪŋ hɪz hˈændz ɪn sˌæɾɪsfˈækʃən. "wˌʌt wʌzðə fˈʌs ɐbˈaʊt?" kwˈiəɹɪd hˈoʊ, tˈɪpɪŋ ðɪ ˈæʃᵻz ˈɔf hɪz sᵻɡˈɑːɹ.