text_original: "Stolen it off a tree!" scoffed the man; "and why should she bother to creek her neck up'ards when they was lying by the thousand as thick on the ground in that thur orchard as—as—well, as apples!" Eileen looked incredulous.
text_transcription: STOLEN IT OFF A TREE SCOFFED THE MAN AND WHY SHOULD SHE BOTHER TO CREAK HER NECK UPWARDS WHEN THEY WAS LYING BY THE THOUSAND AS THICK ON THE GROUND IN THAT THOR ORCHARD AS AS WELL AS APPLES AILEEN LOOKED INCREDULOUS
phonemes: "stˈoʊlən ɪɾ ˈɔf ɐ tɹˈiː!" skˈɔft ðə mˈæn; "ænd wˌaɪ ʃˌʊd ʃiː bˈɑːðɚ tə kɹˈiːk hɜː nˈɛk ˈʌpɑːɹdz wɛn ðeɪ wʌz lˈaɪɪŋ baɪ ðə θˈaʊzənd æz θˈɪk ɔnðə ɡɹˈaʊnd ɪn ðæt θˈɜːɹ ˈɔːɹtʃɚd æz—æz—wˈɛl, æz ˈæpəlz!" ˈaɪliːn lˈʊkt ɪŋkɹˈɛdʒuːləs.