text_original: Outwardly calm, he was within eager as a lover to reach Lucky Croale's back parlour. His hand trembled with expectation as he laid from it the awl, took from between his knees the great boot on the toe of which he had been stitching a patch, lifted the yoke of his leather apron over his head, and threw it aside.
text_transcription: OUTWARDLY CALM HE WAS WITHIN EAGER AS A LOVER TO REACH LUCKY CROW'S BACK PARLOUR HIS HAND TREMBLED WITH EXPECTATION AS HE LAID FROM IT THE ALL TOOK FROM BETWEEN HIS KNEES THE GREAT BOOT ON THE TOE OF WHICH HE HAD BEEN STITCHING A PATCH LIFTED THE YOKE OF HIS LEATHER APRON OVER HIS HEAD AND THREW IT ASIDE
phonemes: ˈaʊtwɚdli kˈɑːm, hiː wʌz wɪðˌɪn ˈiːɡɚɹ æz ɐ lˈʌvɚ tə ɹˈiːtʃ lˈʌki kɹˈoʊlz bˈæk pˈɑːɹlɚ. hɪz hˈænd tɹˈɛmbəld wɪð ɛkspɪktˈeɪʃən æz hiː lˈeɪd fɹʌm ɪt ðɪ ˈɔːl, tˈʊk fɹʌm bᵻtwˌiːn hɪz nˈiːz ðə ɡɹˈeɪt bˈuːt ɔnðə tˈoʊ ʌvwˈɪtʃ hiː hɐdbɪn stˈɪtʃɪŋ ɐ pˈætʃ, lˈɪftᵻd ðə jˈoʊk ʌv hɪz lˈɛðɚɹ ˈeɪpɹən ˌoʊvɚ hɪz hˈɛd, ænd θɹˈuː ɪɾ ɐsˈaɪd.