text_original: cried the same stalwart fireman who had seized the small boy, stepping out and laying his hand on Hopkins's shoulder, whereabouts is it? Hopkins heard him not. One idea had burnt itself into the poor man's brain, and that was the duty that lay on him to ring the alarm bell!
text_transcription: CRIED THE SAME STALWART FIREMAN WHO HAD SEIZED THE SMALL BOY STEPPING OUT AND LAYING HIS HAND ON HOPKINS'S SHOULDER WHEREABOUTS IS IT HOPKINS HEARD HIM NOT ONE IDEA HAD BURNT ITSELF INTO THE POOR MAN'S BRAIN AND THAT WAS THE DUTY THAT LAY ON HIM TO RING THE ALARM BELL
phonemes: kɹˈaɪd ðə sˈeɪm stˈɔːlwɔːɹt fˈaɪɚmən hˌuː hæd sˈiːzd ðə smˈɔːl bˈɔɪ, stˈɛpɪŋ ˈaʊt ænd lˈeɪɪŋ hɪz hˈænd ˌɔn hˈɑːpkɪnzᵻz ʃˈoʊldɚ, wˈɛɹɐbˌaʊts ɪz ɪt? hˈɑːpkɪnz hˈɜːd hˌɪm nˈɑːt. wˈʌn aɪdˈiə hæd bˈɜːnt ɪtsˈɛlf ˌɪntʊ ðə pˈʊɹ mˈænz bɹˈeɪn, ænd ðæt wʌzðə dˈuːɾi ðæt lˈeɪ ˌɔn hˌɪm tə ɹˈɪŋ ðɪ ɐlˈɑːɹm bˈɛl!