text_original: "Fiddling at Vauxhall?" asked the Admiral. "As usual, Sir Peter. It is a gala night. Fireworks." Mrs. Poskett gave a little scream of delight. "Fireworks! Oh, ravishing!"
text_transcription: FIDDLING AT VAUXHALL ASKED THE ADMIRAL AS USUAL SIR PETER IT IS A GALA NIGHT FIREWORKS MISSUS POSKET GAVE A LITTLE SCREAM OF DELIGHT FIREWORKS OH RAVISHING
phonemes: "fˈɪdlɪŋ æt vˈɔːkshɔːl?" ˈæskt ðɪ ˈædmɜːɹəl. "æz jˈuːʒuːəl, sˌɜː pˈiːɾɚ. ɪɾ ɪz ɐ ɡˈeɪlə nˈaɪt. fˈaɪɚwɜːks." mˈɪsɪz. pˈɑːskɪt ɡˈeɪv ɐ lˈɪɾəl skɹˈiːm ʌv dᵻlˈaɪt. "fˈaɪɚwɜːks! ˈoʊ, ɹˈævɪʃɪŋ!"