text_original: "Mr. Bosun," said Mrs. Poskett, holding up a beautiful, bright new crown piece between her finger and thumb, "would five shillings quench your thirst?" Jim wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
text_transcription: MISTER BO'SWAIN SAID MISSUS POSITT HOLDING UP A BEAUTIFUL BRIGHT NEW CROWN PIECE BETWEEN HER FINGER AND THUMB WOULD FIVE SHILLINGS QUENCH YOUR THIRST JIM WIPED HIS MOUTH WITH THE BACK OF HIS HAND
phonemes: "mˈɪstɚ. bˈoʊsən," sˈɛd mˈɪsɪz. pˈɑːskɪt, hˈoʊldɪŋ ˌʌp ɐ bjˈuːɾifəl, bɹˈaɪt nˈuː kɹˈaʊn pˈiːs bᵻtwˌiːn hɜː fˈɪŋɡɚ ænd θˈʌm, "wʊd fˈaɪv ʃˈɪlɪŋz kwˈɛntʃ jʊɹ θˈɜːst?" dʒˈɪm wˈaɪpt hɪz mˈaʊθ wɪððə bˈæk ʌv hɪz hˈænd.