text_original: Then he turned and looked at me more soberly. "You're a queer little piece," said he. "Why do you want to go thar?" "I want to find Tom McChesney for Polly Ann," I said. He turned away his face.
text_transcription: THEN HE TURNED AND LOOKED AT ME MORE SOBERLY YOU'RE A QUEER LITTLE PIECE SAID HE WHY DO YOU WANT TO GO THAR I WANT TO FIND TOM THE CHESTNATE FOR POLLY ANN I SAID HE TURNED AWAY HIS FACE
phonemes: ðˈɛn hiː tˈɜːnd ænd lˈʊkt æt mˌiː mˈɔːɹ sˈoʊbɚli. "jʊɹ ɐ kwˈɪɹ lˈɪɾəl pˈiːs," sˈɛd hiː. "wˌaɪ dˈuː juː wˈɔnt tə ɡˌoʊ θˈɑːɹ?" "aɪ wˈɔnt tə fˈaɪnd tˈɑːm mə tʃˈɛsni fɔːɹ pˈɑːli ˈæn," aɪ sˈɛd. hiː tˈɜːnd ɐwˈeɪ hɪz fˈeɪs.