text_original: A path led from the pier through a thicket of wild foliage, and then they came to a clear space and a little thatched hut shaped like a bee hive. There was nothing in it save an old pair of oars and a broken basket, but the place had been kept in pretty good repair.
text_transcription: A PATH LED FROM THE PIER THROUGH A THICKET OF WILD FOLIAGE AND THEN THEY CAME TO A CLEAR SPACE AND A LITTLE THATCHED HUT SHAPED LIKE A BEE HIVE THERE WAS NOTHING IN IT SAVE AN OLD PAIR OF OARS AND A BROKEN BASKET BUT THE PLACE HAD BEEN KEPT IN PRETTY GOOD REPAIR
phonemes: ɐ pˈæθ lˈɛd fɹʌmðə pˈɪɹ θɹuː ɐ θˈɪkɪt ʌv wˈaɪld fˈoʊlɪɪdʒ, ænd ðˈɛn ðeɪ kˈeɪm tʊ ɐ klˈɪɹ spˈeɪs ænd ɐ lˈɪɾəl θˈætʃt hˈʌt ʃˈeɪpt lˈaɪk ɐ bˈiː hˈaɪv. ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈʌθɪŋ ɪn ɪt sˈeɪv ɐn ˈoʊld pˈɛɹ ʌv ˈɔːɹz ænd ɐ bɹˈoʊkən bˈæskɪt, bˌʌt ðə plˈeɪs hɐdbɪn kˈɛpt ɪn pɹˈɪɾi ɡˈʊd ɹᵻpˈɛɹ.