text_original: I thought I had sinned past forgiveness, and I was beyond description uncomfortable, for he had been like a parent to me. But the next morning, at half after seven, he walked into the little office and laid down some gold pieces on my table.
text_transcription: I THOUGHT I HAD SINNED PAST FORGIVENESS AND I WAS BEYOND DESCRIPTION UNCOMFORTABLE FOR HE HAD BEEN LIKE A PARENT TO ME BUT THE NEXT MORNING AT HALF AFTER SEVEN HE WALKED INTO THE LITTLE OFFICE AND LAID DOWN SOME GOLD PIECES ON MY TABLE
phonemes: aɪ θˈɔːt aɪ hæd sˈɪnd pˈæst fɚɡˈɪvnəs, ænd aɪ wʌz bᵻjˌɔnd dᵻskɹˈɪpʃən ʌŋkˈʌmftəbəl, fɔːɹ hiː hɐdbɪn lˈaɪk ɐ pˈɛɹənt tə mˌiː. bˌʌt ðə nˈɛkst mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, æt hˈæf ˈæftɚ sˈɛvən, hiː wˈɔːkt ˌɪntʊ ðə lˈɪɾəl ˈɑːfɪs ænd lˈeɪd dˌaʊn sˌʌm ɡˈoʊld pˈiːsᵻz ˌɔn maɪ tˈeɪbəl.