text_original: thought George. "Thanks; he's not for sale," he answered. He went back to the stand, but at every step and in each face, he seemed to see the equation which now he could only solve with X2. Thrice he went into the bar. It was on the last of these occasions that he said to himself: "The horse must go. I shall never have a horse like him again."
text_transcription: THOUGHT GEORGE THANKS HE IS NOT FOR SALE HE ANSWERED HE WENT BACK TO THE STAND BUT AT EVERY STEP AND IN EACH FACE HE SEEMED TO SEE THE EQUATION WHICH NOW HE COULD ONLY SOLVE WITH EX TWO THRICE HE WENT INTO THE BAR IT WAS ON THE LAST OF THESE OCCASIONS THAT HE SAID TO HIMSELF THE HORSE MUST GO I SHALL NEVER HAVE A HORSE LIKE HIM AGAIN
phonemes: θˈɔːt dʒˈɔːɹdʒ. "θˈæŋks; hiːz nˌɑːt fɔːɹ sˈeɪl," hiː ˈænsɚd. hiː wɛnt bˈæk tə ðə stˈænd, bˌʌt æɾ ˈɛvɹi stˈɛp ænd ɪn ˈiːtʃ fˈeɪs, hiː sˈiːmd tə sˈiː ðɪ ᵻkwˈeɪʒən wˌɪtʃ nˈaʊ hiː kʊd ˈoʊnli sˈɑːlv wɪð ˈɛks tˈuː. θɹˈaɪs hiː wɛnt ˌɪntʊ ðə bˈɑːɹ. ɪt wʌz ɔnðə lˈæst ʌv ðiːz əkˈeɪʒənz ðæt hiː sˈɛd tə hɪmsˈɛlf: "ðə hˈɔːɹs mˈʌst ɡˈoʊ. aɪʃˌɐl nˈɛvɚ hæv ɐ hˈɔːɹs lˈaɪk hˌɪm ɐɡˈɛn."