text_original: Betty, after a moment's pause withdrew, and immediately we could hear her waken Rifle, who no sooner heard of Waddle's flight than he jumped out of bed and dressed, venting a thousand execrations, and vowing to murder the pedlar if ever he should set eyes on him again: "For," said he "the scoundrel has by this time raised the hue and cry against me."
text_transcription: BETTY AFTER A MOMENT'S PAUSE WITHDREW AND IMMEDIATELY WE COULD HEAR HER WAKEN RIFLE WHO NO SOONER HEARD OF WADDLE'S FLIGHT THAN HE JUMPED OUT OF BED AND DRESSED VENTING A THOUSAND EXECRATIONS AND VOWING TO MURDER THE PEDDLER IF EVER HE SHOULD SET EYES ON HIM AGAIN FOR SAID HE THE SCOUNDREL HAS BY THIS TIME RAISED THE HUE AND CRY AGAINST ME
phonemes: bˈɛɾi, ˈæftɚɹ ɐ mˈoʊmənts pˈɔːz wɪθdɹˈuː, ænd ɪmˈiːdɪətli wiː kʊd hˈɪɹ hɜː wˈeɪkən ɹˈaɪfəl, hˌuː nˈoʊ sˈuːnɚ hˈɜːd ʌv wˈɑːdəlz flˈaɪt ðɐn hiː dʒˈʌmpt ˌaʊɾəv bˈɛd ænd dɹˈɛst, vˈɛntɪŋ ɐ θˈaʊzənd ˌɛksɪkɹˈeɪʃənz, ænd vˈaʊɪŋ tə mˈɜːdɚ ðə pˈɛdlɚ ɪf ˈɛvɚ hiː ʃˌʊd sˈɛt ˈaɪz ˌɔn hˌɪm ɐɡˈɛn: "fɔːɹ," sˈɛd hiː "ðə skˈaʊndɹəl hɐz baɪ ðɪs tˈaɪm ɹˈeɪzd ðə hjˈuː ænd kɹˈaɪ ɐɡˈɛnst mˌiː."