text_original: There was little sleep for me that night. I had first of all besought Nick to go up into the drawing room and give the money back. But some strange obstinacy in him resisted. "'Twill serve Harry well for what he did to day," said he. My next thought was to find Mr. Mason, but he was gone up the river to visit a sick parishioner. I had seen enough of the world to know that gentlemen fought for less than what had occurred in the drawing room that evening.
text_transcription: THERE WAS LITTLE SLEEP FOR ME THAT NIGHT I HAD FIRST OF ALL BESOUGHT NICK TO GO UP INTO THE DRAWING ROOM AND GIVE THE MONEY BACK BUT SOME STRANGE OBSTINACY IN HIM RESISTED TWOUL SERVE HARRY WELL FOR WHAT HE DID TO DAY SAID HE MY NEXT THOUGHT WAS TO FIND MISTER MASON BUT HE WAS GONE UP THE RIVER TO VISIT A SICK PARISHIONER I HAD SEEN ENOUGH OF THE WORLD TO KNOW THAT GENTLEMEN FOUGHT FOR LESS THAN WHAT HAD OCCURRED IN THE DRAWING ROOM THAT EVENING
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz lˈɪɾəl slˈiːp fɔːɹ mˌiː ðæt nˈaɪt. aɪ hæd fˈɜːst ʌv ˈɔːl bᵻsˈɔːt nˈɪk tə ɡˌoʊ ˌʌp ˌɪntʊ ðə dɹˈɔːɪŋ ɹˈuːm ænd ɡˈɪv ðə mˈʌni bˈæk. bˌʌt sˌʌm stɹˈeɪndʒ ˈɑːbstɪnəsi ɪn hˌɪm ɹᵻzˈɪstᵻd. "twˈɪl sˈɜːv hˈæɹi wˈɛl fɔːɹ wʌt hiː dˈɪd tə dˈeɪ," sˈɛd hiː. maɪ nˈɛkst θˈɔːt wʌz tə fˈaɪnd mˈɪstɚ. mˈeɪsən, bˌʌt hiː wʌz ɡɔn ˌʌp ðə ɹˈɪvɚ tə vˈɪzɪt ɐ sˈɪk pˈæɹɪʃənɚ. aɪ hæd sˈiːn ɪnˈʌf ʌvðə wˈɜːld tə nˈoʊ ðæt dʒˈɛntəlmən fˈɔːt fɔːɹ lˈɛs ðɐn wʌt hæd əkˈɜːd ɪnðə dɹˈɔːɪŋ ɹˈuːm ðæt ˈiːvnɪŋ.