text_original: "You must be mistaken, madam," said he, "for I myself saw him get into the waggon this afternoon. But pray what smell is that? Sure your lapdog has befouled himself; let me catch hold of the nasty cur, I'll teach him better manners."
text_transcription: YOU MUST BE MISTAKEN MADAM SAID HE FOR I MYSELF SAW HIM GET INTO THE WAGON THIS AFTERNOON BUT I PRAY WHAT SMELL IS THAT SURE YOUR LAP DOG HAS BEFOULED HIMSELF LET ME CATCH HOLD OF THE NASTY CUR I'LL TEACH HIM BETTER MANNERS
phonemes: "juː mˈʌst biː mɪstˈeɪkən, mˈædəm," sˈɛd hiː, "fɔːɹ aɪ maɪsˈɛlf sˈɔː hˌɪm ɡɛt ˌɪntʊ ðə wˈæɡən ðɪs ˌæftɚnˈuːn. bˌʌt pɹˈeɪ wʌt smˈɛl ɪz ðˈæt? ʃˈʊɹ jʊɹ lˈæpdɑːɡ hɐz bᵻfˈaʊld hɪmsˈɛlf; lˈɛt mˌiː kˈætʃ hˈoʊld ʌvðə nˈæsti kˈɜː, aɪl tˈiːtʃ hˌɪm bˈɛɾɚ mˈænɚz."