text_original: Jack staggered to the seat under the elm, and sank on it like a man in the last stage of exhaustion. "It's of no consequence. I must row back. Seven miles. Against the tide. Ah, well!"
text_transcription: JACK STAGGERED TO THE SEAT UNDER THE ELM AND SANK ON IT LIKE A MAN IN THE LAST STAGE OF EXHAUSTION IT'S OF NO CONSEQUENCE I MUST ROW BACK SEVEN MILES AGAINST THE TIDE AH WELL
phonemes: dʒˈæk stˈæɡɚd tə ðə sˈiːt ˌʌndɚ ðɪ ˈɛlm, ænd sˈæŋk ˌɔn ɪt lˈaɪk ɐ mˈæn ɪnðə lˈæst stˈeɪdʒ ʌv ɛɡzˈɔːstʃən. "ɪts ʌv nˈoʊ kˈɑːnsɪkwəns. aɪ mˈʌst ɹˈoʊ bˈæk. sˈɛvən mˈaɪlz. ɐɡˈɛnst ðə tˈaɪd. ˈɑː, wˈɛl!"