text_original: "My cousin, Mr. Nicholas Temple," I said. Monsieur Gratiot looked at him fixedly. "Of the Charlestown Temples?" he asked, and a sudden vague fear seized me. "Yes," said Nick, "there was once a family of that name." "And now?"
text_transcription: MY COUSIN MISTER NICHOLAS TEMPLE I SAID MONSIEUR GRANTIER LOOKED AT HIM FIXEDLY OF THE CHARLESTON TEMPLES HE ASKED IN A SUDDEN VAGUE FEAR SEIZED ME YES SAID TEMPLE THERE WAS ONCE A FAMILY OF THAT NAME AND NOW
phonemes: "maɪ kˈʌzən, mˈɪstɚ. nˈɪkələs tˈɛmpəl," aɪ sˈɛd. məsjˈɜː ɡɹˈæɾɪət lˈʊkt æt hˌɪm fˈɪksᵻdli. "ʌvðə tʃˈɑːɹlztaʊn tˈɛmpəlz?" hiː ˈæskt, ænd ɐ sˈʌdən vˈeɪɡ fˈɪɹ sˈiːzd mˌiː. "jˈɛs," sˈɛd nˈɪk, "ðɛɹwˌʌz wˈʌns ɐ fˈæmɪli ʌv ðæt nˈeɪm." "ænd nˈaʊ?"