text_original: At last his fury could not be longer restrained; he sprang to the front, and howled: "Lies, all lies! Thy chit of a maid  " The words were choked in his throat with terrible suddenness. Like something unearthly, reaching from the unknown, the hand of death gripped Spotted Dog and he stumbled and fell forward, gnashing his teeth and clawing futilely at his breast.
text_transcription: AT LAST HIS FURY COULD NOT BE LONGER RESTRAINED HE SPRANG TO THE FRONT AND HOWLED LIES ALL LIES THY CHIT OF A MAID THE WORDS WERE CHOKED IN HIS THROAT WITH TERRIBLE SUDDENNESS LIKE SOMETHING UNEARTHLY REACHING FROM THE UNKNOWN THE HAND OF DEATH GRIPPED SPOTTED DOG AND HE STUMBLED AND FELL FORWARD GNASHING HIS TEETH AND CLAWING FUTILELY AT HIS BREAST
phonemes: æt lˈæst hɪz fjˈʊɹɹi kʊd nˌɑːt biː lˈɔŋɡɚ ɹᵻstɹˈeɪnd; hiː spɹˈæŋ tə ðə fɹˈʌnt, ænd hˈaʊld: "lˈaɪz, ˈɔːl lˈaɪz! ðˌaɪ tʃˈɪt əvə mˈeɪd  " ðə wˈɜːdz wɜː tʃˈoʊkt ɪn hɪz θɹˈoʊt wɪð tˈɛɹᵻbəl sˈʌdənnəs. lˈaɪk sˈʌmθɪŋ ʌnˈɜːθli, ɹˈiːtʃɪŋ fɹʌmðɪ ʌnnˈoʊn, ðə hˈænd ʌv dˈɛθ ɡɹˈɪpt spˈɑːɾᵻd dˈɑːɡ ænd hiː stˈʌmbəld ænd fˈɛl fˈɔːɹwɚd, nˈæʃɪŋ hɪz tˈiːθ ænd klˈɔːɪŋ fjˈuːɾəlli æt hɪz bɹˈɛst.