text_original: "Gill!" He started back. Mr. Gill was dead ! " Starvation — that's what it is." Digitized by VjOOQIC THE TIPSTER 151 Thus spoke the landlady, hastily summoned to the presence of the newly dead. "Starvation!" The young man turned his ghastly face to the woman's. "Starvation. He's been slowly starving this ever so long. I don't believe he's tasted a morsel of meat these last two weeks.
text_transcription: GIL HE STARTED BACK MISTER GILL WAS DEAD STARVATION THAT'S WHAT IT IS THUS SPOKE THE LANDLADY HASTILY SUMMONED TO THE PRESENCE OF THE NEWLY DEAD STARVATION THE YOUNG MAN TURNED HIS GHASTLY FACE TO THE WOMAN'S STARVATION HE'S BEEN SLOWLY STARVING THIS EVER SO LONG I DON'T BELIEVE HE'S TASTED A MORSEL OF MEAT THESE LAST TWO WEEKS
phonemes: "ɡˈɪl!" hiː stˈɑːɹɾᵻd bˈæk. mˈɪstɚ. ɡˈɪl wʌz dˈɛd ! " stɑːɹvˈeɪʃən — ðæts wʌt ɪɾ ˈɪz." dˈɪdʒɪtˌaɪzd baɪ vˌiːdʒˈeɪ ˈuːkɪk ðə tˈɪpstɚ wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɪfti wˈʌn ðˈʌs spˈoʊk ðə lˈændleɪdi, hˈeɪstili sˈʌmənd tə ðə pɹˈɛzəns ʌvðə nˈuːli dˈɛd. "stɑːɹvˈeɪʃən!" ðə jˈʌŋ mˈæn tˈɜːnd hɪz ɡˈæstli fˈeɪs tə ðə wˈʊmənz. "stɑːɹvˈeɪʃən. hiːz bˌɪn slˈoʊli stˈɑːɹvɪŋ ðɪs ˈɛvɚ sˌoʊ lˈɔŋ. aɪ dˈoʊnt bᵻlˈiːv hiːz tˈeɪstᵻd ɐ mˈɔːɹsəl ʌv mˈiːt ðiːz lˈæst tˈuː wˈiːks.