text_original: He had the musician's pensive face, and a pair of very tender brown eyes, and his hands were the true violinist's hands, with long and lissome fingers. Jim hobbled up at the same time with a fresh pewter of ale. "Ah, Mr. Pringle," said the Admiral, hospitably, "here 's your pewter." But Basil waved it away.
text_transcription: HE HAD THE MUSICIAN'S PENSIVE FACE AND A PAIR OF VERY TENDER BROWN EYES AND HIS HANDS WERE THE TRUE VIOLINIST'S HANDS WITH LONG AND GLISSOM FINGERS JIM HOBBLED UP AT THE SAME TIME WITH A FRESH PEWTER OF ALE AH MISTER BRINGLE SAID THE ADMIRAL HOSPITABLY HERE'S YOUR PEWTER BUT BASIL WAVED IT AWAY
phonemes: hiː hæd ðə mjuːzˈɪʃənz pˈɛnsɪv fˈeɪs, ænd ɐ pˈɛɹ ʌv vˈɛɹi tˈɛndɚ bɹˈaʊn ˈaɪz, ænd hɪz hˈændz wɜː ðə tɹˈuː vˈaɪəlɪnˌɪsts hˈændz, wɪð lˈɔŋ ænd lˈɪssʌm fˈɪŋɡɚz. dʒˈɪm hˈɑːbəld ˌʌp æt ðə sˈeɪm tˈaɪm wɪð ɐ fɹˈɛʃ pjˈuːɾɚɹ ʌv ˈeɪl. "ˈɑː, mˈɪstɚ. pɹˈɪŋɡəl," sˈɛd ðɪ ˈædmɜːɹəl, hˈɑːspɪɾəbli, "hˈɪɹ ˈɛs jʊɹ pjˈuːɾɚ." bˌʌt bˈeɪzəl wˈeɪvd ɪɾ ɐwˈeɪ.