text_original: She drew aside a heavy curtain, and pushed open a crimson cloth door that led from the hall of ceremony to those inferior regions common to servants and tradesmen  the long stone passage, with doors right and left, the passage that ended at the door into the stable yard, the door by which Mario Provana had entered on the night of his death.
text_transcription: SHE DREW ASIDE A HEAVY CURTAIN AND PUSHED OPEN A CRIMSON CLOTH DOOR THAT LED FROM THE HALL OF CEREMONY TO THOSE INFERIOR REGIONS COMMON TO SERVANTS AND TRADESMEN THE LONG STONE PASSAGE WITH DOORS RIGHT AND LEFT THE PASSAGE THAT ENDED AT THE DOOR INTO THE STABLE YARD THE DOOR BY WHICH MARIA PROVANA HAD ENTERED ON THE NIGHT OF HIS DEATH
phonemes: ʃiː dɹˈuː ɐsˈaɪd ɐ hˈɛvi kˈɜːtən, ænd pˈʊʃt ˈoʊpən ɐ kɹˈɪmsən klˈɔθ dˈɔːɹ ðæt lˈɛd fɹʌmðə hˈɔːl ʌv sˈɛɹᵻməni tə ðoʊz ɪnfˈɪɹiɚ ɹˈiːdʒənz kˈɑːmən tə sˈɜːvənts ænd tɹˈeɪdzmɛn ðə lˈɔŋ stˈoʊn pˈæsɪdʒ, wɪð dˈɔːɹz ɹˈaɪt ænd lˈɛft, ðə pˈæsɪdʒ ðæt ˈɛndᵻd æt ðə dˈɔːɹ ˌɪntʊ ðə stˈeɪbəl jˈɑːɹd, ðə dˈɔːɹ baɪ wˌɪtʃ mˈɑːɹɹɪˌoʊ pɹəvˈɑːnə hæd ˈɛntɚd ɔnðə nˈaɪt ʌv hɪz dˈɛθ.