text_original: As they entered the office a scene of "solid comfort" met their eyes. Shipbuilder and naval officer were lounging in easy chairs, smoking Havanas until the air was thick and white with the smoke. "Sailing orders, Jack," announced Farnum. "All right, sir," nodded the young skipper, looking at his watch.
text_transcription: AS THEY ENTERED THE OFFICE A SCENE OF SOLID COMFORT MET THEIR EYES THE SHIP BUILDER AND NAVAL OFFICER WERE LOUNGING IN EASY CHAIRS SMOKING HAVANNAS UNTIL THE AIR WAS THICK WITH WHITE SMOKE SAILING ORDERS JACK ANNOUNCED FARNON ALL RIGHT SIR NODDED THE YOUNG SKIPPER LOOKING AT HIS WATCH
phonemes: æz ðeɪ ˈɛntɚd ðɪ ˈɑːfɪs ɐ sˈiːn ʌv "sˈɑːlɪd kˈʌmfɚt" mˈɛt ðɛɹ ˈaɪz. ʃˈɪpbɪldɚɹ ænd nˈeɪvəl ˈɑːfɪsɚ wɜː lˈaʊndʒɪŋ ɪn ˈiːzi tʃˈɛɹz, smˈoʊkɪŋ hɐvˈænəz ʌntˈɪl ðɪ ˈɛɹ wʌz θˈɪk ænd wˈaɪt wɪððə smˈoʊk. "sˈeɪlɪŋ ˈɔːɹdɚz, dʒˈæk," ɐnˈaʊnst fˈɑːɹnəm. "ˈɔːl ɹˈaɪt, sˌɜː," nˈɑːdᵻd ðə jˈʌŋ skˈɪpɚ, lˈʊkɪŋ æt hɪz wˈɑːtʃ.