text_original: "There was no place to run, Monsieur," answered Nick. "Praise be to God for that!" said the miller, heartily; "there is some advantage in living in the wilderness, when everything is said."
text_transcription: THERE WAS NO PLACE TO RUN MONSIEUR ANSWERED NICK PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR THAT SAID THE MILLER HEARTILY THERE'S SOME ADVANTAGE IN LIVING IN THE WILDERNESS WHEN EVERYTHING IS SAID
phonemes: "ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ plˈeɪs tə ɹˈʌn, məsjˈɜː," ˈænsɚd nˈɪk. "pɹˈeɪz biː tə ɡˈɑːd fɔːɹ ðˈæt!" sˈɛd ðə mˈɪlɚ, hˈɑːɹɾili; "ðɛɹ ɪz sˌʌm ɐdvˈæntɪdʒ ɪn lˈɪvɪŋ ɪnðə wˈɪldɚnəs, wˌɛn ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ ɪz sˈɛd."