text_original: When I leave you I step into a pirogue which is tied to the river bank." "Ah," I replied. "And Mr. Temple?" Madame la Vicomtesse smiled, for Auguste was fairly caught. He had not the astuteness to be a rogue; oddly, he had the sense to know that he could fool us no longer.
text_transcription: WHEN I LEAVE YOU I STEP INTO THE PROGUE WHICH IS TIED TO THE RIVER BANK AH I REPLIED AND MISTER TEMPLE MADAME LA VICOMTESSA SMILED FOR AUGUSTA WAS FAIRLY CAUGHT HE HAD NOT THE ASTUTENESS TO BE A ROGUE ODDLY HE HAD THE SENSE TO KNOW THAT HE COULD FOOL US NO LONGER
phonemes: wˌɛn aɪ lˈiːv juː aɪ stˈɛp ˌɪntʊ ɐ pˈɪɹoʊɡ wˌɪtʃ ɪz tˈaɪd tə ðə ɹˈɪvɚ bˈæŋk." "ˈɑː," aɪ ɹᵻplˈaɪd. "ænd mˈɪstɚ. tˈɛmpəl?" mˈædəm lˌæ vˈɪkəmtˌɛs smˈaɪld, fɔːɹ ˈɔːɡʌst wʌz fˈɛɹli kˈɔːt. hiː hæd nˌɑːt ðɪ ɐstˈuːtnəs təbi ɐ ɹˈoʊɡ; ˈɑːdli, hiː hæd ðə sˈɛns tə nˈoʊ ðæt hiː kʊd fˈuːl ˌʌs nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚ.