text_original: Jack's face sank. "Then to morrow 's Sunday. Hang. Well! I'll come on Monday. Shall you be here?" "I am always here." "Be under the elm." He thought a moment, and then added insidiously, "Shall you your mother about to day?"
text_transcription: JACK'S FACE SANK THEN TO MORROW'S SUNDAY HANG WELL I'LL COME ON MONDAY SHALL YOU BE HERE I'M ALWAYS HERE BE UNDER THE ELM HE THOUGHT A MOMENT AND THEN ADDED INSIDIOUSLY SHALL YOU YOUR MOTHER ABOUT TO DAY
phonemes: dʒˈæks fˈeɪs sˈæŋk. "ðˈɛn tə mˈɑːɹoʊ ˈɛs sˈʌndeɪ. hˈæŋ. wˈɛl! aɪl kˈʌm ˌɔn mˈʌndeɪ. ʃˌæl juː biː hˈɪɹ?" "aɪɐm ˈɔːlweɪz hˈɪɹ." "biː ˌʌndɚ ðɪ ˈɛlm." hiː θˈɔːt ɐ mˈoʊmənt, ænd ðˈɛn ˈædᵻd ɪnsˈɪdiəsli, "ʃˌæl juː jʊɹ mˈʌðɚɹ ɐbˌaʊt tə dˈeɪ?"