text_original: As luck had it, my face was turned the other way. My wife seemed to understand what was passing in my mind " There's no one there," she whispered. No one, I presumed, but the match. I took it for granted that was there.
text_transcription: AS LUCK HAD IT MY FACE WAS TURNED THE OTHER WAY MY WIFE SEEMED TO UNDERSTAND WHAT WAS PASSING IN MY MIND THERE IS NO ONE THERE SHE WHISPERED NO ONE I PRESUMED BUT THE MATCH I TOOK IT FOR GRANTED THAT WAS THERE
phonemes: æz lˈʌk hˌædɪt, maɪ fˈeɪs wʌz tˈɜːnd ðɪ ˈʌðɚ wˈeɪ. maɪ wˈaɪf sˈiːmd tʊ ˌʌndɚstˈænd wʌt wʌz pˈæsɪŋ ɪn maɪ mˈaɪnd " ðɛɹz nˈoʊwˈʌn ðˈɛɹ," ʃiː wˈɪspɚd. nˈoʊwˈʌn, aɪ pɹɪzˈuːmd, bˌʌt ðə mˈætʃ. aɪ tˈʊk ɪt fɔːɹ ɡɹˈæntᵻd ðæt wʌz ðˈɛɹ.