text_original: He sent a message down the speaking tube to Murgatroyd, who was below among his beloved engines, and the next moment sun and clouds and ice peaks had disappeared and nothing was visible save the all enveloping silver grey mist.
text_transcription: HE SENT A MESSAGE DOWN THE SPEAKING TUBE TO MURGATROID WHO WAS BELOW AMONG HIS BELOVED ENGINES AND THE NEXT MOMENT SUN AND CLOUDS AND ICE PEAKS HAD DISAPPEARED AND NOTHING WAS VISIBLE SAVE THE ALL ENVELOPING SILVER GREY MIST
phonemes: hiː sˈɛnt ɐ mˈɛsɪdʒ dˌaʊn ðə spˈiːkɪŋ tˈuːb tə mˈɜːɡɐtɹˌɔɪd, hˌuː wʌz bᵻlˌoʊ ɐmˌʌŋ hɪz bᵻlˈʌvd ˈɛndʒɪnz, ænd ðə nˈɛkst mˈoʊmənt sˈʌn ænd klˈaʊdz ænd ˈaɪs pˈiːks hæd dˌɪsɐpˈɪɹd ænd nˈʌθɪŋ wʌz vˈɪzᵻbəl sˈeɪv ðɪ ˈɔːl ɛnvˈɛləpɪŋ sˈɪlvɚ ɡɹˈeɪ mˈɪst.