text_original: It was about two o'clock, and Mr. Trigge had just withdrawn into an inner room to take some refection, when, on returning, he found Watts occupied in cutting the hair of a middle aged, sour looking gentleman, who was seated before the fire.
text_transcription: IT WAS ABOUT TWO O'CLOCK AND MISTER TRIGG HAD JUST WITHDRAWN INTO AN INNER ROOM TO TAKE SOME REFLECTION WHEN ON RETURNING HE FOUND WATTS OCCUPIED IN CUTTING THE HAIR OF A MIDDLE AGED SOUR LOOKING GENTLEMAN WHO WAS SEATED BEFORE THE FIRE
phonemes: ɪt wʌz ɐbˌaʊt tˈuː əklˈɑːk, ænd mˈɪstɚ. tɹˈɪɡ hæd dʒˈʌst wɪθdɹˈɔːn ˌɪntʊ ɐn ˈɪnɚ ɹˈuːm tə tˈeɪk sˌʌm ɹᵻfˈɛkʃən, wˌɛn, ˌɔn ɹᵻtˈɜːnɪŋ, hiː fˈaʊnd wˈɑːts ˈɑːkjʊpˌaɪd ɪn kˈʌɾɪŋ ðə hˈɛɹ əvə mˈɪdəl ˈeɪdʒd, sˈaʊɚ lˈʊkɪŋ dʒˈɛntəlmən, hˌuː wʌz sˈiːɾᵻd bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə fˈaɪɚ.