text_original: That night Mr. Major entered Mr. Gill's sitting room, an uninvited guest " Well, Gill, old man, been doing anything more in the prophetic line?" Mr. Gill, his hands in his trouser pockets, was seated, staring into vacancy. "Mr. Major" — ^he got up; with a mysterious air he approached his visitor — "I do believe there's something wrong." " How wrong ? Has the prophetic tap run dry
text_transcription: NIGHT MISTER MAJOR ENTERED MISTER GILL'S SITTING ROOM AN UNINVITED GUEST WELL GIL OLD MAN BEEN DOING ANYTHING MORE IN THE PROPHETIC LINE MISTER GILL HIS HANDS IN HIS TROUSERS POCKETS WAS SEATED STARING INTO VACANCY MAY AS THE MAJOR HE GOT UP WITH A MYSTERIOUS AIR HE APPROACHED HIS VISITOR I DO BELIEVE THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG HOW WRONG HAS THE PROPHETIC TAP RUN DRY
phonemes: ðæt nˈaɪt mˈɪstɚ. mˈeɪdʒɚɹ ˈɛntɚd mˈɪstɚ. ɡˈɪlz sˈɪɾɪŋ ɹˈuːm, ɐn ˌʌnɪnvˈaɪɾᵻd ɡˈɛst " wˈɛl, ɡˈɪl, ˈoʊld mˈæn, bˌɪn dˌuːɪŋ ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ mˈɔːɹ ɪnðə pɹɑːfˈɛɾɪk lˈaɪn?" mˈɪstɚ. ɡˈɪl, hɪz hˈændz ɪn hɪz tɹˈaʊsɚ pˈɑːkɪts, wʌz sˈiːɾᵻd, stˈɛɹɪŋ ˌɪntʊ vˈeɪkənsi. "mˈɪstɚ. mˈeɪdʒɚ" — hiː ɡɑːt ˈʌp; wɪð ɐ mɪstˈɪɹiəs ˈɛɹ hiː ɐpɹˈoʊtʃt hɪz vˈɪzɪɾɚ — "aɪ dˈuː bᵻlˈiːv ðɛɹz sˈʌmθɪŋ ɹˈɔŋ." " hˌaʊ ɹˈɔŋ ? hɐz ðə pɹɑːfˈɛɾɪk tˈæp ɹˈʌn dɹˈaɪ