text_original: A tall figure in the "long field" came leisurely towards him. It was the Hon. Geoffrey Winlow. Mr. Pendyce subdued an impulse to turn the mare and ride away. "We're going to give you a licking, Squire! How's Mrs. Pendyce? My wife sent her love."
text_transcription: THE TALL FIGURE IN THE LONG FIELD CAME LEISURELY TOWARDS HIM IT WAS THE HON JEFFREY WEDLOW MISTER PENDISE SUBDUED AN IMPULSE TO TURN THE MARE AND RIDE AWAY WE'RE GOING TO GIVE YER A LICKING SQUIRE HOW'S MISSUS PENDISE MY WIFE SENDS HER LOVE
phonemes: ɐ tˈɔːl fˈɪɡjɚɹ ɪnðə "lˈɔŋ fˈiːld" kˈeɪm lˈiːʒɚli təwˈɔːɹdz hˌɪm. ɪt wʌzðə hˈɑːn. dʒˈɛfɹi wˈɪnloʊ. mˈɪstɚ. pˈɛndaɪs sʌbdˈuːd ɐn ˈɪmpʌls tə tˈɜːn ðə mˈɛɹ ænd ɹˈaɪd ɐwˈeɪ. "wɪɹ ɡˌoʊɪŋ tə ɡˈɪv juː ɐ lˈɪkɪŋ, skwˈaɪɚ! hˌaʊz mˈɪsɪz. pˈɛndaɪs? maɪ wˈaɪf sˈɛnt hɜː lˈʌv."