text_original: Jack thrust him roughly aside with an angry, "Out of my way!" and poor Mr. Brooke Hoskyn sank on the seat in the summer house, gasping, "Good Lord! He'll tell the whole Walk!"
text_transcription: JACK THRUST HIM ROUGHLY ASIDE WITH AN ANGRY OUT OF MY WAY AND POOR MISTER BROOK HOSKIN SANK ON THE SEAT IN THE SUMMER HOUSE GASPING GOOD LORD HE'LL TELL THE WHOLE WALK
phonemes: dʒˈæk θɹˈʌst hˌɪm ɹˈʌfli ɐsˈaɪd wɪð ɐn ˈæŋɡɹi, "ˌaʊɾəv maɪ wˈeɪ!" ænd pˈʊɹ mˈɪstɚ. bɹˈʊk hˈɑːskɪn sˈæŋk ɔnðə sˈiːt ɪnðə sˈʌmɚ hˈaʊs, ɡˈæspɪŋ, "ɡˈʊd lˈɔːɹd! hiːl tˈɛl ðə hˈoʊl wˈɔːk!"