text_original: Pollie whirled the poker round her head with a regular whoop. What had come to her I could not imagine. Her eyes flamed ; her cheeks were flushed ; she was transformed. I verily believe that if half a dozen men had rushed in at the door Digitized by 164 $HE J0S3. that very second, she would have flown at them with a shriek of triumph.
text_transcription: POLLY WHIRLED THE POKER ROUND HER HEAD WITH A REGULAR WHOOP WHAT HAD COME TO HER I COULD NOT IMAGINE HER EYES FLAMED HER CHEEKS WERE FLUSHED SHE WAS TRANSFORMED I VERILY BELIEVE THAT IF HALF A DOZEN MEN HAD RUSHED IN AT THE DOOR THAT VERY SECOND SHE WOULD HAVE FLOWN AT THEM WITH A SHRIEK OF TRIUMPH
phonemes: pˈɑːli wˈɜːld ðə pˈoʊkɚ ɹˈaʊnd hɜː hˈɛd wɪð ɐ ɹˈɛɡjʊlɚ wˈuːp. wˌʌt hæd kˈʌm tə hɜːɹ aɪ kʊd nˌɑːt ɪmˈædʒɪn. hɜːɹ ˈaɪz flˈeɪmd ; hɜː tʃˈiːks wɜː flˈʌʃt ; ʃiː wʌz tɹænsfˈɔːɹmd. aɪ vˈɛɹili bᵻlˈiːv ðæt ɪf hˈæf ɐ dˈʌzən mˈɛn hæd ɹˈʌʃt ɪn æt ðə dˈɔːɹ dˈɪdʒɪtˌaɪzd baɪ wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɪksti fˈɔːɹ dˈɑːlɚ hiː dʒˈeɪ zˈiəɹoʊ z θɹˈiː. ðæt vˈɛɹi sˈɛkənd, ʃiː wʊdhɐv flˈoʊn æt ðˌɛm wɪð ɐ ʃɹˈiːk ʌv tɹˈaɪʌmf.