text_original: "Mr.  Lee," he panted, very low, and the bloody patch on his shirt heaved with his breath, "my only  regret  is  I didn't  think to make  Durade  tell the truth.... He lied....
text_transcription: MISTER LEITH HE PANTED VERY LOW AND A BLOODY PATCH ON HIS SHIRT HEAVED WITH HIS BREATH MY ONLY REGRET WAS I DIDN'T THINK TO MAKE GIRATE TELL THE TRUTH HE LIED
phonemes: "mˈɪstɚ.  lˈiː," hiː pˈæntᵻd, vˈɛɹi lˈoʊ, ænd ðə blˈʌdi pˈætʃ ˌɔn hɪz ʃˈɜːt hˈiːvd wɪð hɪz bɹˈɛθ, "maɪ ˈoʊnli ɹᵻɡɹˈɛt ɪz aɪ dˈɪdnt θˈɪŋk tə mˌeɪk dˈʊɹɹeɪd tˈɛl ðə tɹˈuːθ.... hiː lˈaɪd....