text_original: "You'll pay Bill Wilder or go to jail, by the eternal," cried the young man, quite as angrily, whereupon I looked upon him with a mixture of admiration and commiseration, with a gulping certainty in my throat that I was about to see murder done.
text_transcription: YOU'LL PAY BILLY WILDER OR GO TO JAIL BY THE ETERNAL CRIED THE YOUNG MAN QUITE AS ANGRILY WHEREUPON I LOOKED UPON HIM WITH A MIXTURE OF ADMIRATION AND COMMISERATION WITH A GULPING CERTAINTY IN MY THROAT THAT I WAS ABOUT TO SEE MURDER DONE
phonemes: "juːl pˈeɪ bˈɪl wˈaɪldɚ ɔːɹ ɡˌoʊ tə dʒˈeɪl, baɪ ðɪ ɪtˈɜːnəl," kɹˈaɪd ðə jˈʌŋ mˈæn, kwˈaɪt æz ˈæŋɡɹili, wˈɛɹəpˌɑːn aɪ lˈʊkt əpˌɑːn hˌɪm wɪð ɐ mˈɪkstʃɚɹ ʌv ˌædmɚɹˈeɪʃən ænd kəmˌɪsɚɹˈeɪʃən, wɪð ɐ ɡˈʌlpɪŋ sˈɜːtənti ɪn maɪ θɹˈoʊt ðæt aɪ wʌz ɐbˌaʊt tə sˈiː mˈɜːdɚ dˈʌn.