text_original: I picked out two sovereigns from the heap, dropped them in the bag, and thrust it into my hunting shirt. "There," said I, my voice having no great steadiness, "not a penny more. I'll keep the bag for your sake, Polly Ann, and I'll take the mare for Tom's."
text_transcription: I PICKED OUT TWO SOVEREIGNS FROM THE HEAP DROPPED THEM IN THE BAG AND THRUST IT INTO MY HUNTING SHIRT THERE SAID I MY VOICE HAVING NO GREAT STEADINESS NOT A PENNY MORE I'LL KEEP THE BAG FOR YOUR SAKE POLLY AND I'LL TAKE THE MARE FOR TOMS
phonemes: aɪ pˈɪkt ˈaʊt tˈuː sˈɑːvɚɹˌɪnz fɹʌmðə hˈiːp, dɹˈɑːpt ðˌɛm ɪnðə bˈæɡ, ænd θɹˈʌst ɪɾ ˌɪntʊ maɪ hˈʌntɪŋ ʃˈɜːt. "ðˈɛɹ," sˈɛd ˈaɪ, maɪ vˈɔɪs hˌævɪŋ nˈoʊ ɡɹˈeɪt stˈɛdinəs, "nˌɑːɾə pˈɛni mˈɔːɹ. aɪl kˈiːp ðə bˈæɡ fɔːɹ jʊɹ sˈeɪk, pˈɑːli ˈæn, ænd aɪl tˈeɪk ðə mˈɛɹ fɔːɹ tˈɑːmz."