text_original: How, Monsieur?" "At Madame Bouvet's, the house where we stayed." "Oh," she said with a sigh of relief, "he must have dropped it. It is there where he meets his associates, where they talk of the French Louisiane." Again I felt Nick pinching me, and I gave a sigh of relief. Mademoiselle was about to continue, but I interrupted her. "How long will your father be in New Orleans, Mademoiselle?" I asked.
text_transcription: HOW MONSIEUR AT MADAME BEAUVAIS'S THE HOUSE WHERE WE STAYED OH SHE SAID WITH A SIGH OF RELIEF HE MUST HAVE DROPPED IT IT IS THERE WHERE HE MEETS HIS ASSOCIATES WHERE THEY TALK OF THE FRENCH LOUISIANE AGAIN I FELT NICK PINCHING ME AND I GAVE A SIGH OF RELIEF MADEMOISELLE WAS ABOUT TO CONTINUE BUT I INTERRUPTED HER HOW LONG WILL YOUR FATHER BE IN YOUR LEANS MADEMOISELLE I ASKED
phonemes: hˈaʊ, məsjˈɜː?" "æt mˈædəm bˈuːvɪts, ðə hˈaʊs wˌɛɹ wiː stˈeɪd." "ˈoʊ," ʃiː sˈɛd wɪð ɐ sˈaɪ ʌv ɹᵻlˈiːf, "hiː mˈʌstɐv dɹˈɑːpt ɪt. ɪɾ ɪz ðɛɹ wˌɛɹ hiː mˈiːts hɪz ɐsˈoʊsɪˌeɪts, wˌɛɹ ðeɪ tˈɔːk ʌvðə fɹˈɛntʃ lˈuːɪsˌiən." ɐɡˈɛn aɪ fˈɛlt nˈɪk pˈɪntʃɪŋ mˌiː, ænd aɪ ɡˈeɪv ɐ sˈaɪ ʌv ɹᵻlˈiːf. mˈædəməzˌɛl wʌz ɐbˌaʊt tə kəntˈɪnjuː, bˌʌt aɪ ˌɪntɚɹˈʌptᵻd hɜː. "hˌaʊ lˈɔŋ wɪl jʊɹ fˈɑːðɚ biː ɪn nˈuː ˈɔːɹliənz, mˈædəməzˌɛl?" aɪ ˈæskt.