text_original: Was there ever such ingratitude ? " The odour of tobacco stole on the evening air, and they heard Martin's firm tread approaching along the gravel path.
text_transcription: WAS THERE EVER SUCH INGRATITUDE THE ODOUR OF TOBACCO STOLE ON THE EVENING AIR AND THEY HEARD MARTIN'S FIRM TREAD APPROACHING ALONG THE GRAVEL PATH
phonemes: wʌz ðɛɹ ˈɛvɚ sˈʌtʃ ɪŋɡɹˈæɾɪtˌuːd ? " ðɪ ˈoʊdɚɹ ʌv təbˈækoʊ stˈoʊl ɔnðɪ ˈiːvnɪŋ ˈɛɹ, ænd ðeɪ hˈɜːd mˈɑːɹtɪnz fˈɜːm tɹˈɛd ɐpɹˈoʊtʃɪŋ ɐlˈɔŋ ðə ɡɹˈævəl pˈæθ.