text_original: Both men read it. Coffee threw his coat over on his cot and then lit his pipe. "What I make of this is  I lose three months' back pay... nine hundred dollars," he replied, puffing a cloud of smoke. "And I lose six hundred," supplemented Blake.
text_transcription: BOTH MEN READ IT COFFEE THREW HIS COAT OVER HIS COCK AND THEN LIT HIS PIPE WHAT I MAKE OF THAT IS I'LL LOSE THREE MONTHS BACK PAY NINE HUNDRED DOLLARS HE REPLIED PUFFING A CLOUD OF SMOKE AND I LOSE SIX HUNDRED SUPPLEMENTED BLAKE
phonemes: bˈoʊθ mˈɛn ɹˈiːd ɪt. kˈɔfi θɹˈuː hɪz kˈoʊt ˌoʊvɚɹ ˌɔn hɪz kˈɑːt ænd ðˈɛn lˈɪt hɪz pˈaɪp. "wˌʌt aɪ mˌeɪk ʌv ðɪs ɪz aɪ lˈuːz θɹˈiː mˈʌnθs bˈæk pˈeɪ... nˈaɪn hˈʌndɹɪd dˈɑːlɚz," hiː ɹᵻplˈaɪd, pˈʌfɪŋ ɐ klˈaʊd ʌv smˈoʊk. "ænd aɪ lˈuːz sˈɪks hˈʌndɹɪd," sˈʌplɪməntᵻd blˈeɪk.