text_original: "Ten," said Nick. "Ten," cried Hippolyte, "I am offered ten livres for the yellow birds. Une bagatelle! Onze, Gaspard! Onze! onze livres, pour l'amour de Suzanne!" But Gaspard was silent. No appeals, entreaties, or taunts could persuade him to bid more. And at length Hippolyte, with a gesture of disdain, handed Nick the cage, as though he were giving it away.
text_transcription: TEN SAID NICK TEN CRIED HIPPOLYTI I AM OFFERED TEN LIVERIES FOR THE YELLOW BIRDS UNBAGATEAL OH'S GASPARD OH THOSE LIVERIES POUR LA MOR DI SUCCAN BUT GASPARD WAS SILENT NO APPEALS ENTREATIES OR TAUNTS COULD PERSUADE HIM TO BID MORE AND AT LENGTH HIPPOLYTES WITH A GESTURE OF DISDAIN HANDED NICK THE CAGE AS THOUGH HE WERE GIVING IT AWAY
phonemes: "tˈɛn," sˈɛd nˈɪk. "tˈɛn," kɹˈaɪd hˈɪpəlˌɪt, "aɪɐm ˈɔfɚd tˈɛn lˈɪvɚz fɚðə jˈɛloʊ bˈɜːdz. jˈuːn bˌæɡɐtˈɛl! ˈɑːnz, ɡˈæspɚd! ˈɑːnz! ˈɑːnz lˈɪvɚz, pˈɔːɹ ˈɛlˈæmɚ də sˈuːzæn!" bˌʌt ɡˈæspɚd wʌz sˈaɪlənt. nˈoʊ ɐpˈiːlz, ɛntɹˈiːɾiz, ɔːɹ tˈɔːnts kʊd pɚswˈeɪd hˌɪm tə bˈɪd mˈɔːɹ. ænd æt lˈɛŋθ hˈɪpəlˌɪt, wɪð ɐ dʒˈɛstʃɚɹ ʌv dɪsdˈeɪn, hˈændᵻd nˈɪk ðə kˈeɪdʒ, æz ðˌoʊ hiː wɜː ɡˈɪvɪŋ ɪɾ ɐwˈeɪ.