text_original: And there, marching down the middle of the street at the head of a ragged and most indecorous column of twos, in the centre of a circle of light cast by a pine knot which Joe Handy held, was Mr. Nicholas Temple.
text_transcription: AND THERE MARCHING DOWN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET AT THE HEAD OF A RAGGED AND MOST INDECOROUS COLUMN OF TWOS IN THE CENTRE OF A CIRCLE OF LIGHT CAST BY A PINE KNOT WHICH JOE HANDY HELD WAS MISTER NICHOLAS TEMPLE
phonemes: ænd ðˈɛɹ, mˈɑːɹtʃɪŋ dˌaʊn ðə mˈɪdəl ʌvðə stɹˈiːt æt ðə hˈɛd əvɚ ɹˈæɡᵻd ænd mˈoʊst ˌɪndˈɛkɚɹəs kˈɑːlʌm ʌv tˈuːz, ɪnðə sˈɛntɚɹ əvə sˈɜːkəl ʌv lˈaɪt kˈæst baɪ ɐ pˈaɪn nˈɑːt wˌɪtʃ dʒˈoʊ hˈændi hˈɛld, wʌz mˈɪstɚ. nˈɪkələs tˈɛmpəl.