text_original: "How can I find the beast?" he muttered to himself crossly, as he plunged into the labyrinth of narrow streets. "I have asked everywhere for the man Gestas, no one knows him; as for the white dromedary, men look at me as if I were a witless fool when I speak of it.
text_transcription: HOW CAN I FIND THE BEAST HE MUTTERED TO HIMSELF CROSSLY AS HE PLUNGED INTO THE LABYRINTH OF NARROW STREETS I HAVE ASKED EVERYWHERE FOR THE MAN GUESTUS NO ONE KNOWS HIM AS FOR THE WHITE DROMEDARY MEN LOOK AT ME AS IF I WERE A WITLESS FOOL WHEN I SPEAK OF IT
phonemes: "hˌaʊ kæn aɪ fˈaɪnd ðə bˈiːst?" hiː mˈʌɾɚd tə hɪmsˈɛlf kɹˈɔsli, æz hiː plˈʌndʒd ˌɪntʊ ðə lˈæbɚɹˌɪnθ ʌv nˈæɹoʊ stɹˈiːts. "aɪ hæv ˈæskt ˈɛvɹɪwˌɛɹ fɚðə mˈæn dʒˈɛstəz, nˈoʊwˈʌn nˈoʊz hˌɪm; æz fɚðə wˈaɪt dɹˈoʊmdɚɹi, mˈɛn lˈʊk æt mˌiː æz ɪf aɪ wɜːɹ ɐ wˈɪtləs fˈuːl wɛn aɪ spˈiːk ʌv ɪt.