text_original: The visage of Jules, surmounted by a nightcap and heavy with sleep, appeared behind her. "Ha, e'est Daveed!" he said. "What news have you?" I repeated, whereupon they both began to lament. "And why is it?" persisted Jules.
text_transcription: THE VISAGE OF JEWELS SURMOUNTED BY A LIGHT CAP AND HEAVY WITH SLEEP APPEARED BEHIND HER HA STABBADE HE SAID WHAT NEWS HAVE YOU I REPEATED WHEREUPON THEY BOTH BEGAN TO LAMENT AND WHY IS IT PERSISTED JULES
phonemes: ðə vˈɪzɪdʒ ʌv dʒˈuːlz, sɚmˈaʊntᵻd baɪ ɐ nˈaɪtkæp ænd hˈɛvi wɪð slˈiːp, ɐpˈɪɹd bᵻhˈaɪnd hɜː. "hˈɑː, ˈɛɪst dˈæviːd!" hiː sˈɛd. "wˌʌt nˈuːz hˈæv juː?" aɪ ɹᵻpˈiːɾᵻd, wˈɛɹəpˌɑːn ðeɪ bˈoʊθ bɪɡˈæn tə lɐmˈɛnt. "ænd wˈaɪ ɪz ɪt?" pɚsˈɪstᵻd dʒˈuːlz.