text_original: "Sandy  you've seen Neale?" Allie loved this sharp, keen voice for its note of dread. "Shure. B'gorra, yez couldn't hilp seein' him. He's as big as a hill an' his shirt's as red as Casey's red wan. I wint to give him the little gun wot Durade pulled on him. Dom' me! he looked roight at me an' niver seen me," replied the Irishman. "Lee, you will see Neale?" queried General Lodge. There was a silence.
text_transcription: SANDY YOU'VE SEEN NEIL ALI LOVED THE SHARP KEEN VOICE FOR ITS NOTE OF DREAD SURE MEGAR YOU'VE COULDN'T HELP SEEING HIM HE'S AS BIG AS A HILL AND HIS SHIRT'S AS RED AS CASEY'S RED WAND I WENT TO GIVE HIM A LITTLE GUN WHAT DE RAID PULLED ON HIM TOM ME HE LOOKED RIGHT AT ME AND NEVER SEE ME REPLIED THE IRISHMAN LEE YOU WILL SEE NEIL QUERIED GENERAL LODGE THERE WAS A SILENCE
phonemes: "sˈændi juːv sˈiːn nˈiːl?" ˈæli lˈʌvd ðɪs ʃˈɑːɹp, kˈiːn vˈɔɪs fɔːɹ ɪts nˈoʊt ʌv dɹˈɛd. "ʃjˈʊɹ. bˈiːɡˈɔɹə, jˈɛz kˌʊdənt hˈɪlp sˈiːɪn hˌɪm. hiːz æz bˈɪɡ æz ɐ hˈɪl æn hɪz ʃˈɜːts æz ɹˈɛd æz kˈeɪsiz ɹˈɛd wˈæn. aɪ wˈɪnt tə ɡˈɪv hˌɪm ðə lˈɪɾəl ɡˈʌn wˈɑːt dˈʊɹɹeɪd pˈʊld ˈɔn hˌɪm. dˈɑːm mˌiː! hiː lˈʊkt ɹˈɔɪt æt mˌiː æn nˈaɪvɚ sˈiːn mˌiː," ɹᵻplˈaɪd ðɪ ˈaɪɹɪʃmən. "lˈiː, juː wɪl sˈiː nˈiːl?" kwˈiəɹɪd dʒˈɛnɚɹəl lˈɑːdʒ. ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ sˈaɪləns.