text_original: "Hang it all!" cried Jack, protesting with all his might, "I told you my name! I can't go about shouting I 'm a lord's son!" But Marjolaine had not done. "And you 're going to marry a great lady who owns half a county and goes about doing good. The Hon—Hon—" what a nuisance it was that she could not keep her sobs down!—"the Honourable Caroline Thring!—Oh, does n't it sound horrid!"
text_transcription: HANG IT ALL CRIED JACK PROTESTING WITH ALL HIS MIGHT I TOLD YOU MY NAME I CAN'T GO ABOUT SHOUTING I'M A LORD'S SON BUT MARGEALINE HAD NOT DONE AND YOU'RE GOING TO MARRY A GREAT LADY WHO OWNS HALF THE COUNTY AND GOES ABOUT DOING GOOD THE ON ON WHAT A NUISANCE IT WAS THAT SHE COULD NOT KEEP HER SOBS DOWN THE HON CAROLINE THRYNG OH DOESN'T IT SOUND HORRID
phonemes: "hˈæŋ ɪɾ ˈɔːl!" kɹˈaɪd dʒˈæk, pɹətˈɛstɪŋ wɪð ˈɔːl hɪz mˈaɪt, "aɪ tˈoʊld juː maɪ nˈeɪm! aɪ kˈænt ɡˌoʊ ɐbˌaʊt ʃˈaʊɾɪŋ aɪ ˈɛm ɐ lˈɔːɹdz sˈʌn!" bˌʌt mˈɑːɹdʒəlˌeɪn hæd nˌɑːt dˈʌn. "ænd juː ɹˌiː ɡˌoʊɪŋ tə mˈæɹi ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt lˈeɪdi hˌuː ˈoʊnz hˈæf ɐ kˈaʊnti ænd ɡoʊz ɐbˌaʊt dˌuːɪŋ ɡˈʊd. ðə hˈɑːn—hˈɑːn—" wˌʌt ɐ nˈuːsəns ɪt wʌz ðæt ʃiː kʊd nˌɑːt kˈiːp hɜː sˈɑːbz dˈaʊn!—"ðɪ ˈɑːnɚɹəbəl kˈæɹəlˌaɪn θɹˈɪŋ!—ˈoʊ, dˈʌz ˈɛnt ɪt sˈaʊnd hˈɔːɹɪd!"