text_original: With an exclamation of disgust she turned from him only to find herself face to face with Jim. Now Jim was not pretty to look at. "Fellow, is this Pomander Lane?" she repeated. "You 've a lost yer bearin's, mum," replied the old tar huskily and not too cordially.
text_transcription: WITH AN EXCLAMATION OF DISGUST SHE TURNED FROM HIM ONLY TO FIND HERSELF FACE TO FACE WITH JIM NOW JIM WAS NOT PRETTY TO LOOK AT FELLOW IS THIS COMMAND A LANE SHE REPEATED YOU'VE LOST YOUR BEARINGS MA'AM REPLIED THE OLD TAR HUSKILY AND NOT TOO CORDIALLY
phonemes: wɪð ɐn ɛksklɐmˈeɪʃən ʌv dɪsɡˈʌst ʃiː tˈɜːnd fɹʌm hˌɪm ˈoʊnli tə fˈaɪnd hɜːsˈɛlf fˈeɪs tə fˈeɪs wɪð dʒˈɪm. nˈaʊ dʒˈɪm wʌz nˌɑːt pɹˈɪɾi tə lˈʊk æt. "fˈɛloʊ, ɪz ðɪs pˈɑːmændɚ lˈeɪn?" ʃiː ɹᵻpˈiːɾᵻd. "juː vˈiː ɐ lˈɔst jɚ bˈɛɹɪnz, mˈʌm," ɹᵻplˈaɪd ðɪ ˈoʊld tˈɑːɹ hˈʌskili ænd nˌɑːt tˈuː kˈɔːɹdʒəli.