text_original: "The friend who is to get me into Master Luca Lomi's studio," replied Brigida, laughing. "Rather a curious ally for me to take up with, isn't she?" "Where did you meet with her?" "Here, to be sure; she hangs about this place for any plain work she can get to do, and takes it home to the oddest little room in a street near the Campo Santo.
text_transcription: THE FRIEND WHO IS TO GET ME INTO MASTER LUCALOMI'S STUDIO REPLIED BRIGIDA LAUGHING RATHER A CURIOUS ALLY FOR ME TO TAKE UP WITH ISN'T SHE WHERE DID YOU MEET WITH HER HERE TO BE SURE SHE HANGS ABOUT THIS PLACE FOR ANY PLAIN WORK SHE CAN GET TO DO AND TAKES IT HOME TO THE ODDEST LITTLE ROOM IN A STREET NEAR THE CAMPO SANTO
phonemes: "ðə fɹˈɛnd hˌuː ɪz tə ɡɛt mˌiː ˌɪntʊ mˈæstɚ lˈuːkə lˈoʊmiz stˈuːdɪˌoʊ," ɹᵻplˈaɪd bɹˈɪdʒɪdə, lˈæfɪŋ. "ɹˈæðɚɹ ɐ kjˈʊɹɹiəs ˈælaɪ fɔːɹ mˌiː tə tˈeɪk ˈʌp wɪð, ˈɪzənt ʃiː?" "wˌɛɹ dˈɪd juː mˈiːt wɪð hɜː?" "hˈɪɹ, təbi ʃˈʊɹ; ʃiː hˈæŋz ɐbˌaʊt ðɪs plˈeɪs fɔːɹ ˌɛni plˈeɪn wˈɜːk ʃiː kæn ɡɛt tə dˈuː, ænd tˈeɪks ɪt hˈoʊm tə ðɪ ˈɑːdɪst lˈɪɾəl ɹˈuːm ɪn ɐ stɹˈiːt nˌɪɹ ðə kˈæmpoʊ sˈæntoʊ.