text_original: Edgar was standing by the open window, just where he had 140 Asphodel. stood in the morning with his gun, sorely perplexed as to the disposal of those fifteen minutes which had to be got through before the most punctual of coachmen would bring the carriage to the door.
text_transcription: EDGAR WAS STANDING BY THE OPEN WINDOW JUST WHERE HE HAD STOOD IN THE MORNING WITH HIS GUN SORELY PERPLEXED AS TO THE DISPOSAL OF THOSE FIFTEEN MINUTES WHICH HAD TO BE GOT THROUGH BEFORE THE MOST PUNCTUAL OF COACHMEN WOULD BRING THE CARRIAGE TO THE DOOR
phonemes: ˈɛdɡɚ wʌz stˈændɪŋ baɪ ðɪ ˈoʊpən wˈɪndoʊ, dʒˈʌst wˌɛɹ hiː hæd wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹɾi ɐsfˈoʊdəl. stˈʊd ɪnðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ wɪð hɪz ɡˈʌn, sˈɔːɹli pɚplˈɛkst æz tə ðə dɪspˈoʊzəl ʌv ðoʊz fˈɪftiːn mˈɪnɪts wˌɪtʃ hædtə biː ɡɑːt θɹuː bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə mˈoʊst pˈʌŋktʃuːəl ʌv kˈoʊtʃmɛn wʊd bɹˈɪŋ ðə kˈæɹɪdʒ tə ðə dˈɔːɹ.