text_original: Sir Peter stopped his song abruptly, with a penitent, "Gobblessmysoul! I beg your pardon!" Mr. Brooke Hoskyn felt he had been out of the conversation long enough. He turned condescendingly to Basil. "Are we not to see the Misses Pennymint to day?"
text_transcription: SIR PETER STOPPED HIS SONG ABRUPTLY WITH A PENITENT GOD BLESS MY SOUL I BEG YOUR PARDON MISTER BROOK HOSKIN FELT HE HAD BEEN OUT OF THE CONVERSATION LONG ENOUGH HE TURNED CONDESCENDINGLY TO BASIL ARE WE NOT TO SEE THE MISSES PENNYMINT TO DAY
phonemes: sˌɜː pˈiːɾɚ stˈɑːpt hɪz sˈɔŋ ɐbɹˈʌptli, wɪð ɐ pˈɛnɪtənt, "ɡˈɑːbləzmˌɪsoʊl! aɪ bˈɛɡ jʊɹ pˈɑːɹdən!" mˈɪstɚ. bɹˈʊk hˈɑːskɪn fˈɛlt hiː hɐdbɪn ˌaʊɾəv ðə kɑːnvɚsˈeɪʃən lˈɔŋ ɪnˈʌf. hiː tˈɜːnd kˌɑːndᵻsˈɛndɪŋli tə bˈeɪzəl. "ɑːɹ wiː nˌɑːt tə sˈiː ðə mˈɪsɪz pˈɛnɪmˌɪnt tə dˈeɪ?"