text_original: Shouting with a terrified glee, the boy fled to the garden path, Nick after him. "I like Mr. Temple," said Monsieur Gratiot, smiling. "He is young, but he seems to have had a history."
text_transcription: SHOUTING WITH A TERRIFIED GLEE THE BOY FLED TO THE GARDEN PATH NICK AFTER HIM I LIKE MISTER TEMPLE SAID MONSIEUR GRATIOT SMILING HE IS YOUNG BUT HE SEEMS TO HAVE HAD A HISTORY
phonemes: ʃˈaʊɾɪŋ wɪð ɐ tˈɛɹᵻfˌaɪd ɡlˈiː, ðə bˈɔɪ flˈɛd tə ðə ɡˈɑːɹdən pˈæθ, nˈɪk ˈæftɚ hˌɪm. "aɪ lˈaɪk mˈɪstɚ. tˈɛmpəl," sˈɛd məsjˈɜː ɡɹˈæɾɪət, smˈaɪlɪŋ. "hiː ɪz jˈʌŋ, bˌʌt hiː sˈiːmz tə hæv hæd ɐ hˈɪstɚɹi."