text_original: "No, I don't know," says Miss Kavanagh, a little petulantly. "One would think there was only one town in the world, and that all you English people had the monopoly of it. There are other towns, I suppose. Even we poor Irish insignificants have a town or two. Dublin comes under that head, I suppose?" "Undoubtedly. Of _course_," making great haste to abase himself. "It is mere snobbery our making so much of London. A kind of despicable cant, you know."
text_transcription: NO I DON'T KNOW SAYS MISS CAVERNOR A LITTLE PETULANTLY ONE WOULD THINK THERE WAS ONLY ONE TOWN IN THE WORLD AND THAT ALL YOU ENGLISH PEOPLE HAD THE MONOPOLY OF IT THERE ARE OTHER TOWNS I SUPPOSE EVEN WE POOR IRISH INSIGNIFICANCE HAVE A TOWN OR TWO DUBLING COMES ON THE DEAD HEAD I SUPPOSE UNDOUBTEDLY OF COURSE MAKING GREAT HASTE TO ABASE HIMSELF IT IS MASS NOBBERY OUR MAKING SO MUCH OF LONDON A KIND OF DESPICABLE COUNT YOU KNOW
phonemes: "nˈoʊ, aɪ dˈoʊnt nˈoʊ," sˈɛz mˈɪs kˈævɐnˌɑːɡ, ɐ lˈɪɾəl pˈɛtʃələntli. "wˈʌn wʊd θˈɪŋk ðɛɹwˌʌz ˈoʊnli wˈʌn tˈaʊn ɪnðə wˈɜːld, ænd ðæt ˈɔːl juː ˈɪŋɡlɪʃ pˈiːpəl hæd ðə mənˈɑːpəli ʌv ɪt. ðɛɹˌɑːɹ ˈʌðɚ tˈaʊnz, aɪ səpˈoʊz. ˈiːvən wiː pˈʊɹ ˈaɪɹɪʃ ˌɪnsɪɡnˈɪfɪkənts hæv ɐ tˈaʊn ɔːɹ tˈuː. dˈʌblɪn kˈʌmz ˌʌndɚ ðæt hˈɛd, aɪ səpˈoʊz?" "ʌndˈaʊɾᵻdli. ʌv kˈɔːɹs," mˌeɪkɪŋ ɡɹˈeɪt hˈeɪst tʊ ɐbˈeɪs hɪmsˈɛlf. "ɪɾ ɪz mˈɪɹ snˈɑːbɚɹi ˌaʊɚ mˌeɪkɪŋ sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ ʌv lˈʌndən. ɐ kˈaɪnd ʌv dᵻspˈɪkəbəl kˈænt, juː nˈoʊ."