text_original: The room seemed filled with leaping, shouting men. Their shrill cries echoed in a tumult of discord, and above all Garry heard the hoarse screams of their leader. There were fists and arms clubbing at his head. He warded them off, then sprang from the wall, leaping outward and sideways, where there was room for free swings of his pounding fists.
text_transcription: THE ROOM SEEMED FILLED WITH LEAPING SHOUTING MEN THEIR SHRILL CRIES ECHOED IN A TUMULT OF DISCORD AND ABOVE ALL GARRY HEARD THE HOARSE SCREAMS OF THEIR LEADER THERE WERE FISTS AND ARMS CLUBBING AT HIS HEAD HE WARDED THEM OFF THEN SPRANG FROM THE WALL LEAPING OUTWARD AND SIDEWAYS WHERE THERE WAS ROOM FOR FREE SWINGS OF HIS POUNDING FISTS
phonemes: ðə ɹˈuːm sˈiːmd fˈɪld wɪð lˈiːpɪŋ, ʃˈaʊɾɪŋ mˈɛn. ðɛɹ ʃɹˈɪl kɹˈaɪz ˈɛkoʊd ɪn ɐ tˈuːmʌlt ʌv dˈɪskɔːɹd, ænd əbˌʌv ˈɔːl ɡˈæɹi hˈɜːd ðə hˈɔːɹs skɹˈiːmz ʌv ðɛɹ lˈiːdɚ. ðɛɹwˌɜː fˈɪsts ænd ˈɑːɹmz klˈʌbɪŋ æt hɪz hˈɛd. hiː wˈɔːɹdᵻd ðˌɛm ˈɔf, ðˈɛn spɹˈæŋ fɹʌmðə wˈɔːl, lˈiːpɪŋ ˈaʊtwɚd ænd sˈaɪdweɪz, wˌɛɹ ðɛɹwˌʌz ɹˈuːm fɔːɹ fɹˈiː swˈɪŋz ʌv hɪz pˈaʊndɪŋ fˈɪsts.