text_original: "With Harry Riddle." He spoke quietly, that was the terrifying part of it. "David, I've looked for that man in Italy and France, I've scoured London for him, and, by God, I'll find him before he dies. And when I do find him I swear to you that there will be no such thing as time wasted, or mercy." I shuddered. In all my life I had never known such a moment of indecision. Should I tell him?
text_transcription: WITH HARRY RIDDLE HE SPOKE QUIETLY THAT WAS THE TERRIFYING PART OF IT DAVID I'VE LOOKED FOR THAT MAN IN ITALY AND FRANCE I'VE SCOURED LONDON FOR HIM AND BY GOD I'LL FIND HIM BEFORE HE DIES AND WHEN I DO FIND HIM I SWEAR TO YOU THAT THERE'LL BE NO SUCH THING AS TIME WASTED OR MERCY I SHUDDERED AND ALL MY LIFE I HAD NEVER KNOWN SUCH A MOMENT OF INDECISION SHOULD I TELL HIM
phonemes: "wɪð hˈæɹi ɹˈɪdəl." hiː spˈoʊk kwˈaɪətli, ðæt wʌzðə tˈɛɹᵻfˌaɪɪŋ pˈɑːɹt ʌv ɪt. "dˈeɪvɪd, aɪv lˈʊkt fɔːɹ ðæt mˈæn ɪn ˈɪɾəli ænd fɹˈæns, aɪv skˈaʊɚd lˈʌndən fɔːɹ hˌɪm, ænd, baɪ ɡˈɑːd, aɪl fˈaɪnd hˌɪm bᵻfˌɔːɹ hiː dˈaɪz. ænd wɛn aɪ dˈuː fˈaɪnd hˌɪm aɪ swˈɛɹ tə juː ðæt ðɛɹ wɪl biː nˈoʊ sˈʌtʃ θˈɪŋ æz tˈaɪm wˈeɪstᵻd, ɔːɹ mˈɜːsi." aɪ ʃˈʌdɚd. ɪn ˈɔːl maɪ lˈaɪf aɪ hæd nˈɛvɚ nˈoʊn sˈʌtʃ ɐ mˈoʊmənt ʌv ˌɪndᵻsˈɪʒən. ʃˌʊd aɪ tˈɛl hˌɪm?