text_original: T. Jumballs, the author of all the original dramas they have done at the Phoenix for the last ten years, understood French, he'd do ' RaouF for two pound ten," thought Richard, as he stood before his looking glass in the blazing August sunshine, rubbing his chin con  templatively, and wondering whether the bristles would be too strong if he let them stop till another morning. If the honest truth is to be recorded, it must be acknowledged that Mr. Thornton was by no means too scrupulous in the performance of his toilet.
text_transcription: T JUMBLES THE AUTHOR OF ALL THE ORIGINAL DRAMAS THEY HAVE DONE AT THE PHOENIX FOR THE LAST TEN YEARS UNDERSTOOD FRENCH HE'D DO RAOUL FOR TWO POUNDS TEN THOUGHT RICHARD AS HE STOOD BEFORE HIS LOOKING GLASS IN THE BLAZING AUGUST SUNSHINE RUBBING HIS CHIN CONTEMPLATIVELY AND WONDERING WHETHER THE BRISTLES WOULD BE TOO STRONG IF HE LET THEM STOP TILL ANOTHER MORNING IF THE HONEST TRUTH IS TO BE RECORDED IT MUST BE ACKNOWLEDGED THAT MISTER THORNTON WAS BY NO MEANS TOO SCRUPULOUS IN THE PERFORMANCE OF HIS TOILET
phonemes: tˈiː. dʒˈʌmbɔːlz, ðɪ ˈɔːθɚɹ ʌv ˈɔːl ðɪ ɚɹˈɪdʒɪnəl dɹˈɑːməz ðeɪ hæv dˈʌn æt ðə fˈiːnɪks fɚðə lˈæst tˈɛn jˈɪɹz, ˌʌndɚstˈʊd fɹˈɛntʃ, hiːd dˈuː ɹˈeɪəˌuː ˈɛf fɔːɹ tˈuː pˈaʊnd tˈɛn," θˈɔːt ɹˈɪtʃɚd, æz hiː stˈʊd bᵻfˌɔːɹ hɪz lˈʊkɪŋ ɡlˈæs ɪnðə blˈeɪzɪŋ ˈɔːɡəst sˈʌnʃaɪn, ɹˈʌbɪŋ hɪz tʃˈɪn kˈɑːn tˈɛmplətˌɪvli, ænd wˈʌndɚɹɪŋ wˈɛðɚ ðə bɹˈɪsəlz wʊd biː tˈuː stɹˈɔŋ ɪf hiː lˈɛt ðˌɛm stˈɑːp tˈɪl ɐnˈʌðɚ mˈɔːɹnɪŋ. ɪf ðɪ ˈɑːnɪst tɹˈuːθ ɪz təbi ɹᵻkˈɔːɹdᵻd, ɪt mˈʌst biː ɐknˈɑːlɪdʒd ðæt mˈɪstɚ. θˈɔːɹntən wʌz baɪ nˈoʊ mˈiːnz tˈuː skɹˈuːpjʊləs ɪnðə pɚfˈɔːɹməns ʌv hɪz tˈɔɪlɪt.