text_original: said the Admiral, with something approaching sympathy. "It's worse!" cried Mrs. Poskett. "And that innocent cat, Sempronius!—What will he say? He took a chill on Saturday and he's lying before the kitchen fire wrapped up in a piece of flannel.
text_transcription: SAID THE ADMIRAL WITH SOMETHING APPROACHING SYMPATHY IT'S WORSE CRIED MISSUS POSKET AND THAT INNOCENT CAT SEMPRONIOUS WHAT WILL HE SAY HE TOOK A CHILL ON SATURDAY AND HE'S LYING BEFORE THE KITCHEN FIRE WRAPPED UP IN A PIECE OF FLANNEL
phonemes: sˈɛd ðɪ ˈædmɜːɹəl, wɪð sˈʌmθɪŋ ɐpɹˈoʊtʃɪŋ sˈɪmpəθi. "ɪts wˈɜːs!" kɹˈaɪd mˈɪsɪz. pˈɑːskɪt. "ænd ðæt ˈɪnəsənt kˈæt, sɛmpɹˈoʊnɪəs!—wˌʌt wɪl hiː sˈeɪ? hiː tˈʊk ɐ tʃˈɪl ˌɔn sˈæɾɚdˌeɪ ænd hiːz lˈaɪɪŋ bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə kˈɪtʃən fˈaɪɚ ɹˈæpt ˌʌp ɪn ɐ pˈiːs ʌv flˈænəl.