text_original: Then the gentleman rose and pulled a cord hastily. The negro came in. "Put the lad to bed, Breed," said he. "Whah, suh?" "Oh, anywhere," said the master. He turned to me. "I'll be better able to talk to you in the morning, David," said he.
text_transcription: THEN THE GENTLEMAN ROSE AND PULLED A CORD HASTILY THE NEGRO CAME IN BUT THE LAD THE BAD BREED SAID HE WHERE SIR OH ANYWHERE SAID THE MASTER HE TURNED TO ME I'LL BE BETTER ABLE TO TALK TO YOU IN THE MORNING DAVID SAID HE
phonemes: ðˈɛn ðə dʒˈɛntəlmən ɹˈoʊz ænd pˈʊld ɐ kˈɔːɹd hˈeɪstili. ðə nˈiːɡɹoʊ kˈeɪm ˈɪn. "pˌʊt ðə lˈæd tə bˈɛd, bɹˈiːd," sˈɛd hiː. "wˈɑː, sˈʌ?" "ˈoʊ, ˈɛnɪwˌɛɹ," sˈɛd ðə mˈæstɚ. hiː tˈɜːnd tə mˌiː. "aɪl biː bˈɛɾɚɹ ˈeɪbəl tə tˈɔːk tə juː ɪnðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, dˈeɪvɪd," sˈɛd hiː.