text_original: "Beg pardin, sir," said the fellow, touching his hat, "but ain't your name Mr. Auriol Darcy?" "It is," replied Auriol, regarding him fixedly. "Why do you ask?" "I vants a vord or two vith you in private  that's all, sir," replied the Tinker.
text_transcription: BEG PARDON SIR SAID THE FELLOW TOUCHING HIS HEAD BUT AIN'T YOUR NAME MISTER AUREOLE DARCY IT IS REPLIED AUREOLE REGARDING HIM FIXEDLY WHY DO YOU ASK I WANTS A WORD OR TWO WITH YOU IN PRIVATE THAT'S ALL SIR REPLIED THE TINKER
phonemes: "bˈɛɡ pˈɑːɹdɪn, sˌɜː," sˈɛd ðə fˈɛloʊ, tˈʌtʃɪŋ hɪz hˈæt, "bˌʌt ˈeɪnt jʊɹ nˈeɪm mˈɪstɚ. ˈɔːɹɪˌɑːl dˈɑːɹsi?" "ɪɾ ˈɪz," ɹᵻplˈaɪd ˈɔːɹɪˌɑːl, ɹᵻɡˈɑːɹdɪŋ hˌɪm fˈɪksᵻdli. "wˌaɪ dˈuː juː ˈæsk?" "aɪ vˈænts ɐ vˈɔːɹd ɔːɹ tˈuː vˈɪθ juː ɪn pɹˈaɪvət ðæts ˈɔːl, sˌɜː," ɹᵻplˈaɪd ðə tˈɪŋkɚ.