text_original: And the man knelt down. His face was within a few inches of the painted box. As he knelt the stranger struck the box once more with the knuckles of his hand. And again there came from it that strange tumult of discordant sounds.
text_transcription: AND THE MAN KNELT DOWN HIS FACE WAS WITHIN A FEW INCHES OF THE PAINTED BOX AS HE KNELT THE STRANGER STRUCK THE BOX ONCE MORE WITH THE KNUCKLES OF HIS HAND AND AGAIN THERE CAME FROM IT THAT STRANGE TUMULT OF DISCORDANT SOUNDS
phonemes: ænd ðə mˈæn nˈɛlt dˈaʊn. hɪz fˈeɪs wʌz wɪðˌɪn ɐ fjˈuː ˈɪntʃᵻz ʌvðə pˈeɪntᵻd bˈɑːks. æz hiː nˈɛlt ðə stɹˈeɪndʒɚ stɹˈʌk ðə bˈɑːks wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ wɪððə nˈʌkəlz ʌv hɪz hˈænd. ænd ɐɡˈɛn ðɛɹ kˈeɪm fɹʌm ɪt ðæt stɹˈeɪndʒ tˈuːmʌlt ʌv dɪskˈɔːɹdənt sˈaʊndz.