text_original: ' How can I help knowing it, mother, when you've told me a hundred and fifty times ?' exclaimed her son, more impatiently than his wont. ' Well, Edgar, my dear, if you're tired of my conversation — ' ' No, you dear peppery old party, not a bit.
text_transcription: HOW CAN I HELP KNOWING IT MOTHER WHEN YOU'VE TOLD ME A HUNDRED AND FIFTY TIMES EXCLAIMED HER SON MORE IMPATIENTLY THAN HIS WONT WELL EDGAR MY DEAR IF YOU ARE TIRED OF MY CONVERSATION NO YOU DEAR PEPPERY OLD PARTY NOT A BIT
phonemes: hˌaʊ kæn aɪ hˈɛlp nˈoʊɪŋ ɪt, mˈʌðɚ, wˌɛn juːv tˈoʊld mˌiː ɐ hˈʌndɹɪd ænd fˈɪfti tˈaɪmz ?ɛksklˈeɪmd hɜː sˈʌn, mˈɔːɹ ɪmpˈeɪʃəntli ðɐn hɪz wˈɔnt. wˈɛl, ˈɛdɡɚ, maɪ dˈɪɹ, ɪf jʊɹ tˈaɪɚd ʌv maɪ kɑːnvɚsˈeɪʃən — nˈoʊ, juː dˈɪɹ pˈɛpɚɹi ˈoʊld pˈɑːɹɾi, nˌɑːɾə bˈɪt.