text_original: "Nothing shall induce me!" he said, and his voice was harsh and strong, as though he spoke for something bigger than himself. "I've thought it over all the morning, and I'm d   d if I do! The man is a ruffian. I won't knuckle under to him!" Mrs. Pendyce clasped her hands.
text_transcription: NOTHING SHALL INDUCE ME HE SAID AND HIS VOICE WAS HARSH AND STRONG AS THOUGH HE SPOKE FOR SOMETHING BIGGER THAN HIMSELF I'VE THOUGHT IT OVER ALL THE MORNING AND I'M DAMNED IF I DO THE MAN IS A RUFFIAN I WON'T KNUCKLE UNDER TO HIM MISSUS PENDISE CLASPED HER HANDS
phonemes: "nˈʌθɪŋ ʃˌæl ɪndˈuːs mˌiː!" hiː sˈɛd, ænd hɪz vˈɔɪs wʌz hˈɑːɹʃ ænd stɹˈɔŋ, æz ðˌoʊ hiː spˈoʊk fɔːɹ sˈʌmθɪŋ bˈɪɡɚ ðɐn hɪmsˈɛlf. "aɪv θˈɔːt ɪɾ ˌoʊvɚɹ ˈɔːl ðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, ænd aɪm dˈiː dˈiː ɪf aɪ dˈuː! ðə mˈæn ɪz ɐ ɹˈʌfiən. aɪ woʊnt nˈʌkəl ˈʌndɚ tə hˌɪm!" mˈɪsɪz. pˈɛndaɪs klˈæspt hɜː hˈændz.