text_original: " No, no, my dear — I'd — it would be better — perhaps. Yes, Fll take you to the Porte St. Martin." Mr. Vane spoke hesitatingly. The shadow had not yet left his face.
text_transcription: NO NO MY DEAR I IT WOULD BE BETTER PERHAPS YES I'LL TAKE YOU TO THE PORTE SAINT MARTIN MISTER VANE SPOKE HESITATINGLY THE SHADOW HAD NOT YET LEFT HIS FACE
phonemes: " nˈoʊ, nˈoʊ, maɪ dˈɪɹ — aɪd — ɪt wʊd biː bˈɛɾɚ — pɚhˈæps. jˈɛs, ˌɛfˌɛlˈɛl tˈeɪk juː tə ðə pˈɔːɹt sənt. mˈɑːɹtɪn." mˈɪstɚ. vˈeɪn spˈoʊk hˈɛzᵻtˌeɪɾɪŋli. ðə ʃˈædoʊ hæd nˌɑːt jˈɛt lˈɛft hɪz fˈeɪs.