text_original: "That's giving him high praise, then," said Ransford. "You couldn't give him higher! Know how to repress his inclinations. An excellent thing  and most unusual, I fancy. Most people  don't!" He took his refilled cup, rose from the table, and opened a box of cigarettes which stood on the mantelpiece. And the girl, instead of picking up her letter again, glanced at him a little doubtfully. "That reminds me of  of something I wanted to say to you," she said.
text_transcription: THAT'S GIVING HIM HIGH PRAISE THEN SAID RANSFORD YOU COULDN'T GIVE HIM HIGHER KNOW HOW TO REPRESS HIS INCLINATIONS AN EXCELLENT THING AND MOST UNUSUAL I FANCY MOST PEOPLE DON'T HE TOOK HIS REFILLED CUP ROSE FROM THE TABLE AND OPENED A BOX OF CIGARETTES WHICH STOOD ON THE MANTELPIECE AND THE GIRL INSTEAD OF PICKING UP HER LETTER AGAIN GLANCED AT HIM A LITTLE DOUBTFULLY THAT REMINDS ME OF OF SOMETHING I WANTED TO SAY TO YOU SHE SAID
phonemes: "ðæts ɡˈɪvɪŋ hˌɪm hˈaɪ pɹˈeɪz, ðˈɛn," sˈɛd ɹˈænzfɚd. "juː kˌʊdənt ɡˈɪv hˌɪm hˈaɪɚ! nˈoʊ hˌaʊ tə ɹᵻpɹˈɛs hɪz ɪŋklɪnˈeɪʃənz. ɐn ˈɛksələnt θˈɪŋ ænd mˈoʊst ʌnjˈuːʒuːəl, aɪ fˈænsi. mˈoʊst pˈiːpəl dˈoʊnt!" hiː tˈʊk hɪz ɹᵻfˈɪld kˈʌp, ɹˈoʊz fɹʌmðə tˈeɪbəl, ænd ˈoʊpənd ɐ bˈɑːks ʌv sˌɪɡɚɹˈɛts wˌɪtʃ stˈʊd ɔnðə mˈæntəlpˌiːs. ænd ðə ɡˈɜːl, ɪnstˈɛd ʌv pˈɪkɪŋ ˌʌp hɜː lˈɛɾɚɹ ɐɡˈɛn, ɡlˈænst æt hˌɪm ɐ lˈɪɾəl dˈaʊtfəli. "ðæt ɹᵻmˈaɪndz mˌiː ʌv ʌv sˈʌmθɪŋ aɪ wˈɔntᵻd tə sˈeɪ tə juː," ʃiː sˈɛd.