text_original: "Would it make any difference to you, Mr. Riddle?" Before he could answer there came a great clatter behind them, and a boy of my own age appeared. With a leap he landed sprawling on the indolent gentleman's shoulders, nearly upsetting him.
text_transcription: WOULD IT MAKE ANY DIFFERENCE TO YOU MISTER RIDDLE BEFORE HE COULD ANSWER THERE CAME A GREAT CLATTER BEHIND THEM AND A BOY OF MY OWN AGE APPEARED WITH A LEAP HE LANDED SPRAWLING ON THE INDOLENT GENTLEMAN'S SHOULDERS NEARLY UPSETTING HIM
phonemes: "wʊd ɪt mˌeɪk ˌɛni dˈɪfɹəns tə juː, mˈɪstɚ. ɹˈɪdəl?" bᵻfˌɔːɹ hiː kʊd ˈænsɚ ðɛɹ kˈeɪm ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt klˈæɾɚ bᵻhˈaɪnd ðˌɛm, ænd ɐ bˈɔɪ ʌv maɪ ˈoʊn ˈeɪdʒ ɐpˈɪɹd. wɪð ɐ lˈiːp hiː lˈændᵻd spɹˈɔːlɪŋ ɔnðɪ ˈɪndələnt dʒˈɛntəlmənz ʃˈoʊldɚz, nˌɪɹli ʌpsˈɛɾɪŋ hˌɪm.