text_original: Mr. Vulture, for that was the bailiff's name, finding he had to deal with one who would not be imposed upon, began to look very sullen and perplexed, and, leaning his forehead on his hand, entered into a deliberation with himself, which lasted a few minutes, and then broke out in a volley of dreadful curses against the old jade our landlady, as he called her, for having misinformed him.
text_transcription: MISTER VULTURE FOR THAT WAS THE BAILIFF'S NAME FINDING HE HAD TO DEAL WITH ONE WHO WOULD NOT BE IMPOSED UPON BEGAN TO LOOK VERY SULLEN AND PERPLEXED AND LEANING HIS FOREHEAD ON HIS HAND ENTERED INTO A DELIBERATION WITH HIMSELF WHICH LASTED A FEW MINUTES AND THEN BROKE OUT IN A VOLLEY OF DREADFUL CURSES AGAINST THE OLD JADE OUR LANDLADY AS HE CALLED HER FOR HAVING MISINFORMED HIM
phonemes: mˈɪstɚ. vˈʌltʃɚ, fɔːɹ ðæt wʌzðə bˈeɪlɪfs nˈeɪm, fˈaɪndɪŋ hiː hædtə dˈiːl wɪð wˈʌn hˌuː wʊd nˌɑːt biː ɪmpˈoʊzd əpˌɑːn, bɪɡˈæn tə lˈʊk vˈɛɹi sˈʌlən ænd pɚplˈɛkst, ænd, lˈiːnɪŋ hɪz fˈɔːɹhɛd ˌɔn hɪz hˈænd, ˈɛntɚd ˌɪntʊ ɐ dᵻlˌɪbɚɹˈeɪʃən wɪð hɪmsˈɛlf, wˌɪtʃ lˈæstᵻd ɐ fjˈuː mˈɪnɪts, ænd ðˈɛn bɹˈoʊk ˈaʊt ɪn ɐ vˈɑːli ʌv dɹˈɛdfəl kˈɜːsᵻz ɐɡˈɛnst ðɪ ˈoʊld dʒˈeɪd ˌaʊɚ lˈændleɪdi, æz hiː kˈɔːld hɜː, fɔːɹ hˌævɪŋ mˌɪsɪnfˈɔːɹmd hˌɪm.