text_original: "Faith he's lean as a wolf, and no stomach to hinder him," said Terence, seeing me look troubled. "I'll not be missing the bit of food the likes of him would eat." "And as for the heft of him," added Cowan, "Mac and I'll not feel it." Colonel Clark laughed. "Well, boys," he said, "if you must have him, you must.
text_transcription: FAITH HE'S LEAN AS A WOLF AND NO STOMACH TO HINDER HIM SAID TERENCE SEEING ME LOOK TROUBLED I'LL NOT BE MISSING THE BIT OF FOOD THE LIKES OF HIM WOULD EAT AND AS FOR THE HEFT OF HIM ADDED COWAN MAC AND I'LL NOT FEEL IT COLONEL CLARK LAUGHED WELL BOYS HE SAID IF YOU MUST HAVE HIM YOU MUST
phonemes: "fˈeɪθ hiːz lˈiːn æz ɐ wˈʊlf, ænd nˈoʊ stˈʌmək tə hˈɪndɚ hˌɪm," sˈɛd tˈɛɹəns, sˈiːɪŋ mˌiː lˈʊk tɹˈʌbəld. "aɪl nˌɑːt biː mˈɪsɪŋ ðə bˈɪt ʌv fˈuːd ðə lˈaɪks ʌv hˌɪm wʊd ˈiːt." "ænd æz fɚðə hˈɛft ʌv hˌɪm," ˈædᵻd kˈaʊən, "mˈæk ænd aɪl nˌɑːt fˈiːl ɪt." kˈɜːnəl klˈɑːɹk lˈæft. "wˈɛl, bˈɔɪz," hiː sˈɛd, "ɪf juː mˈʌstɐv hˌɪm, juː mˈʌst.