text_original: "A pencil! Now, Mr. Sayle—" So they bent their heads together, and were very busy, giving the dates of birthdays, and all their histories, which Doctor Sternroyd meticulously entered on the fly leaf of the tome.
text_transcription: A PENCIL NOW MISTER SALE SO THEY BENT THEIR HEADS TOGETHER AND WERE VERY BUSY GIVING THE DATES OF BIRTHDAYS AND ALL THEIR HISTORIES WHICH DOCTOR STERNROID METICULOUSLY ENTERED ON THE FLY LEAF OF THE TOME
phonemes: "ɐ pˈɛnsəl! nˈaʊ, mˈɪstɚ. sˈeɪl—" sˌoʊ ðeɪ bˈɛnt ðɛɹ hˈɛdz təɡˈɛðɚ, ænd wɜː vˈɛɹi bˈɪzi, ɡˈɪvɪŋ ðə dˈeɪts ʌv bˈɜːθdeɪz, ænd ˈɔːl ðɛɹ hˈɪstɚɹiz, wˌɪtʃ dˈɑːktɚ stˈɜːnɹɔɪd mɛtˈɪkjʊləsli ˈɛntɚd ɔnðə flˈaɪ lˈiːf ʌvðə tˈoʊm.