text_original: "The war certainly is getting its hands on you, all right," said Ralph when Dick told him of his new care. "You needn't worry about your bit." But Dick only gulped.
text_transcription: TH WAR CERTAINLY IS GETTING ITS HANDS ON YOU ALL RIGHT SAID RALPH WHEN DICK TOLD HIM OF HIS NEW CARE YOU NEEDN'T WORRY ABOUT YOUR BIT BUT DICK ONLY GULPED
phonemes: "ðə wˈɔːɹ sˈɜːʔn̩li ɪz ɡˌɛɾɪŋ ɪts hˈændz ˈɔn juː, ˈɔːl ɹˈaɪt," sˈɛd ɹˈælf wɛn dˈɪk tˈoʊld hˌɪm ʌv hɪz nˈuː kˈɛɹ. "juː nˈiːdənt wˈʌɹi ɐbˌaʊt jʊɹ bˈɪt." bˌʌt dˈɪk ˈoʊnli ɡˈʌlpt.