2010 LPAT oral passage - The waiting room

The doctor's waiting room, which was very small,
was almost full when the Turpins (tur窮) entered and Mrs. Turpin,
who was very large,
made it look even smaller by her presence.

 /ðə/  /ˈdɒk.tər/  /weɪt/ /ruːm/   /wɪtʃ/ /wɒz/     /ˈver.i/ /smɔːl/,
/wɒz/   /ˈɔːl.məʊst/ /fʊl/ /wen/ /ðə/ /ˈen.tər/ /ænd/  /ˈmɪs.ɪz/     ,
   /huː/  /wɒz/     /ˈver.i/              /lɑːdʒ/,
/meɪd/ /ɪt/  /lʊk/ /ˈiː.vən/ /smɔːl/ /baɪ/  /hɜːr/ /ˈprez.əns/.

She stood looming at the head of the magazine table set in the center of it, 
a living demonstration that the room was inadequate and ridiculous. 

 /ʃiː/  /stʊd/ /ˈluː.mɪŋ/      /hed/     /ˌmæɡ.əˈziːn/ /ˈteɪ.bl̩/ set/ /ˈsen.tər/ 

    /ˈlɪv.ɪŋ/   /ˌdem.ənˈstreɪ.ʃən/   /ðæt/   /ðə/   /ruːm/            /ɪˈnæd.ɪ.kwət/   /rɪˈdɪk.jʊ.ləs/

Her little bright black eyes took in all the patients as she sized up the seating situation.

/hɜːr/  /ˈlɪt.l̩/ /braɪt/  /blæk/ /aɪ/ /tʊk/ /ɪn/  /ɔːl/   /ˈpeɪ.ʃənt/ /əz/  /ʃiː/   /saɪz/     /ˈsiː.tɪŋ/ /ˌsɪt.juˈeɪ.ʃən/

  There are one vacant chair and a place on a sofa occupied by a blond child in a dirty blue romper who should have been told to move over and make  room for the lady. 

He was five or six, but Mrs. Turpin saw at once that no one was going to tell him to move over. 

He was slumped down in the seat, his arms idle at his sides and his eyes idle in his head; his nose ran unchecked.

Mrs. Turpin put a firm hand on Claud's shoulder and said in a voice that included anyone who wanted to listen, "Claud, yousit in that chair there," and gave him a push down into the vacant one.

Claud was florid and bald and sturdy, somewhat shorter than Mrs. Turpin, but he sat down as if he were accustomed to doing what she told him to. 

Mrs. Turpin remained standing. 

The only man in the room besides Claud was a lean stringy old fellow with a rusty hand spread out on each knee, whose eyes were closed as if he were asleep or dead or pretending to be so as not to get up and offer her his seat.

Claud looked up with a sigh and made as if to rise.

"Sit down," Mrs. Turpin said. "You know you're not supposed to stand on that leg.

He has an ulcer on his leg," she explained.

"My!" the pleasant lady said. "How did you do that?"

"A cow kicked him, " Mrs. Turpin said.

"Goodness!" said the lady.