text_original: "Vy, this is it," replied the Tinker, unable to contain his satisfaction; "there's secrets contained in this here pocket book as'll be worth a hundred pound and better to us. We ha'n't had our trouble for nuffin'." "Glad to hear it!" said the Sandman, looking hard at him. "Wot kind o' secrets are they?"
text_transcription: WHY THIS IS IT REPLIED THE TINKER UNABLE TO CONTAIN HIS SATISFACTION THERE'S SECRETS CONTAINED IN DIS YER POCKET BOOK AS'LL BE WORTH A HUNDRED POUNDS AND BETTER TO US WE HAVEN'T HAD OUR TROUBLE FOR NOTHING GLAD TO HEAR IT SAID THE SANDMAN LOOKING HARD AT HIM WHAT KIND OF SECRETS ARE THEY
phonemes: "vˈaɪ, ðɪs ɪz ɪt," ɹᵻplˈaɪd ðə tˈɪŋkɚ, ʌnˈeɪbəl tə kəntˈeɪn hɪz sˌæɾɪsfˈækʃən; "ðɛɹz sˈiːkɹᵻts kəntˈeɪnd ɪn ðɪs hˈɪɹ pˈɑːkɪt bˈʊk æzəl biː wˈɜːθ ɐ hˈʌndɹɪd pˈaʊnd ænd bˈɛɾɚ tʊ ˌʌs. wiː hˈæənt hæd ˌaʊɚ tɹˈʌbəl fɔːɹ nˈʌfɪn." "ɡlˈæd tə hˈɪɹ ɪt!" sˈɛd ðə sˈændmən, lˈʊkɪŋ hˈɑːɹd æt hˌɪm. "wˈɑːt kˈaɪnd ˈoʊ sˈiːkɹᵻts ɑːɹ ðeɪ?"