text_original: She was making the men laugh. That was the spell she was weaving over the group who stood entranced around her. Light talk that raised lighter laughter: that was her after midnight glamour. She had been grave and dignified as she moved through the rooms by the side of the Ambassador.
text_transcription: SHE WAS MAKING THE MEN LAUGH THAT WAS THE SPELL SHE WAS WEAVING OVER THE GROUP WHO STOOD ENTRANCED AROUND HER LIKE TALK THAT RAISED LIGHTER LAUGHTER THAT WAS HER AFTER MIDNIGHT GLAMOUR SHE HAD BEEN GRAVE AND DIGNIFIED AS SHE MOVED THROUGH THE ROOMS BY THE SIDE OF THE AMBASSADOR
phonemes: ʃiː wʌz mˌeɪkɪŋ ðə mˈɛn lˈæf. ðæt wʌzðə spˈɛl ʃiː wʌz wˈiːvɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ ðə ɡɹˈuːp hˌuː stˈʊd ɛntɹˈænst ɚɹˈaʊnd hɜː. lˈaɪt tˈɔːk ðæt ɹˈeɪzd lˈaɪɾɚ lˈæftɚ: ðæt wʌz hɜːɹ ˈæftɚ mˈɪdnaɪt ɡlˈæmɚ. ʃiː hɐdbɪn ɡɹˈeɪv ænd dˈɪɡnᵻfˌaɪd æz ʃiː mˈuːvd θɹuː ðə ɹˈuːmz baɪ ðə sˈaɪd ʌvðɪ ɐmbˈæsədɚ.