text_original: "Toothache's good enough for me," says Dicky. "I should never dream of asking for more." He glances here at Joyce, and continues sotto voce, "You look as if you had it." "No," returns she innocently. "Mine is neuralgia. A rather worse thing, after all."
text_transcription: TRUTH ACHES GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME SAYS DICKIE I SHOULD NEVER DREAM OF ASKING FOR MORE HE GLANCES HERE AT JOYCE AND CONTINUES SOTA VOTCHEE YOU LOOK AS IF YOU HAD IT NO RETURNS SHE INNOCENTLY MINE IS NEUR ALGIA A RATHER WORSE THING AFTER ALL
phonemes: "tˈuːθeɪkᵻz ɡˈʊd ɪnˈʌf fɔːɹ mˌiː," sˈɛz dˈɪki. "aɪ ʃˌʊd nˈɛvɚ dɹˈiːm ʌv ˈæskɪŋ fɔːɹ mˈɔːɹ." hiː ɡlˈænsᵻz hˈɪɹ æt dʒˈɔɪs, ænd kəntˈɪnjuːz sˈɑːɾoʊ vˈoʊtʃeɪ, "juː lˈʊk æz ɪf juː hˌædɪt." "nˈoʊ," ɹᵻtˈɜːnz ʃiː ˈɪnəsəntli. "mˈaɪn ɪz nʊɹɹˈældʒə. ɐ ɹˈæðɚ wˈɜːs θˈɪŋ, ˈæftɚɹ ˈɔːl."