text_original: he cried, with sudden suspicion. "Sempronius? The dear thing is so happy. He 's in the front garden, listening to your dear thrush." "By Jehoshaphat!" cried the Admiral, half rising. "Oh, don't be alarmed! Sempronius adores him. He would n't touch a hair of his head."
text_transcription: HE CRIED WITH SUDDEN SUSPICION SOME PRONIAS THE DEAR THING IS SO HAPPY HE'S IN THE FRONT GARDEN LISTENING TO YOUR DEAR THRUSH BY JOSEPH CRIED THE ADMIRAL HALF RISING OH DON'T BE ALARMED SOPRONIUS ADORES HIM HE WOULDN'T TOUCH A HAIR OF HIS HEAD
phonemes: hiː kɹˈaɪd, wɪð sˈʌdən səspˈɪʃən. "sɛmpɹˈoʊnɪəs? ðə dˈɪɹ θˈɪŋ ɪz sˌoʊ hˈæpi. hiː ˈɛs ɪnðə fɹˈʌnt ɡˈɑːɹdən, lˈɪsənɪŋ tə jʊɹ dˈɪɹ θɹˈʌʃ." "baɪ dʒˈɛhəʃˌæfæt!" kɹˈaɪd ðɪ ˈædmɜːɹəl, hˈæf ɹˈaɪzɪŋ. "ˈoʊ, dˈoʊnt biː ɐlˈɑːɹmd! sɛmpɹˈoʊnɪəs ɐdˈɔːɹz hˌɪm. hiː wʊd ˈɛnt tˈʌtʃ ɐ hˈɛɹ ʌv hɪz hˈɛd."