text_original: . . . " Stark mad," he said. Mr. Kennard looked from the door towards him — his face was still one vivid note of exclamation. ** There's a method in her madness. If you were to offer her ten thousand francs I believe she'd think as little of shooting me as if I were a spadger ! " Nash shrugged his shoulders; he took out his cigarette case. "I told you that the French had their point of view and we had ours."
text_transcription: STARK MAD HE SAID MISTER CANNARD LOOKED FROM THE DOOR TOWARDS HIM HIS FACE WAS STILL ONE VIVID NOTE OF EXCLAMATION THERE'S A METHOD IN HER MADNESS IF YOU WERE TO OFFER HER TEN THOUSAND FRANCS I BELIEVE SHE'D THINK AS LITTLE OF SHOOTING ME AS IF I WERE A BADGER NASH SHRUGGED HIS SHOULDERS HE TOOK OUT HIS CIGARETTE CASE I TOLD YOU THAT THE FRENCH HAD THEIR POINT OF VIEW AND WE HAD OURS
phonemes: . . . " stˈɑːɹk mˈæd," hiː sˈɛd. mˈɪstɚ. kˈɛnɚd lˈʊkt fɹʌmðə dˈɔːɹ təwˈɔːɹdz hˌɪm — hɪz fˈeɪs wʌz stˈɪl wˈʌn vˈɪvɪd nˈoʊt ʌv ɛksklɐmˈeɪʃən. ˈæstɚɹˌɪskɐstɚɹˌɪsk ðɛɹz ɐ mˈɛθəd ɪn hɜː mˈædnəs. ɪf juː wɜː tʊ ˈɔfɚ hɜː tˈɛn θˈaʊzənd fɹˈæŋks aɪ bᵻlˈiːv ʃiːd θˈɪŋk æz lˈɪɾəl ʌv ʃˈuːɾɪŋ mˌiː æz ɪf aɪ wɜːɹ ɐ spˈædʒɚ ! " nˈæʃ ʃɹˈʌɡd hɪz ʃˈoʊldɚz; hiː tˈʊk ˈaʊt hɪz sˌɪɡɚɹˈɛt kˈeɪs. "aɪ tˈoʊld juː ðætðə fɹˈɛntʃ hæd ðɛɹ pˈɔɪnt ʌv vjˈuː ænd wiː hˈæd aʊɚz."