text_original: "I warn you, ma'am," growled Sir Peter, reluctantly sinking back into his seat, "if he does, I 'll wing him." From which you might gather the speakers thought that thrushes had hair and cats wings.
text_transcription: I WARN YOU MA'AM GROWLED SIR PETER RELUCTANTLY SINKING BACK INTO HIS SEAT IF HE DOES I'LL WING HIM FROM WHICH YOU MIGHT GATHER THE SPEAKER'S THOUGHT THAT THRUSHES HAD HAIR AND CAT'S WINGS
phonemes: "aɪ wˈɔːɹn juː, mˈæm," ɡɹˈaʊld sˌɜː pˈiːɾɚ, ɹᵻlˈʌktəntli sˈɪŋkɪŋ bˈæk ˌɪntʊ hɪz sˈiːt, "ɪf hiː dˈʌz, aɪ ˌɛlˈɛl wˈɪŋ hˌɪm." fɹʌm wˈɪtʃ juː mˌaɪt ɡˈæðɚ ðə spˈiːkɚz θˈɔːt ðæt θɹˈʌʃᵻz hæd hˈɛɹ ænd kˈæts wˈɪŋz.