text_original: We flew to the door, and there, touching his hat with a smiling "Good morning, ma'am," stood the elderly handy man who ought to have been in bed with his bad cold; and behold, a clear path to the lane.
text_transcription: WE FLEW TO THE DOOR AND THERE TOUCHING HIS HAT WITH A SMILING GOOD MORNING MA'AM STOOD THE ELDERLY HANDYMAN WHO OUGHT TO HAVE BEEN IN BED WITH HIS BAD COLD AND BEHOLD A CLEAR PATH TO THE LANE
phonemes: wiː flˈuː tə ðə dˈɔːɹ, ænd ðˈɛɹ, tˈʌtʃɪŋ hɪz hˈæt wɪð ɐ smˈaɪlɪŋ "ɡˈʊd mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, mˈæm," stˈʊd ðɪ ˈɛldɚli hˈændi mˈæn hˌuː ˈɔːt tə hɐvbɪn ɪn bˈɛd wɪð hɪz bˈæd kˈoʊld; ænd bᵻhˈoʊld, ɐ klˈɪɹ pˈæθ tə ðə lˈeɪn.