text_original: " Excuse me ; forgive me, young master ! " said the agonized Spiagudry. " I cannot." " You can, for I insist. Tell me the profaner's name ! " Spiagudry still strove to evade. " Well, noble master, the profaiier of this corpse is the assassin of that officer."
text_transcription: EXCUSE ME FORGIVE ME YOUNG MASTER SAID THE AGONIZED SMIAGA DRI I CANNOT YOU CAN FOR I INSIST TELL ME THE PROFANEER'S NAME SVIA GUDRI STILL STROVE TO EVADE WELL NOBLE MASTER THE PROFAIGNER OF THIS CORPSE IS THE ASSASSIN OF THAT OFFICER
phonemes: " ɛkskjˈuːs mˌiː ; fɚɡˈɪv mˌiː, jˈʌŋ mˈæstɚ ! " sˈɛd ðɪ ˈæɡənˌaɪzd spˈaɪəɡˌʌdɹi. " aɪ kænˈɑːt." " juː kˈæn, fɔːɹ aɪ ɪnsˈɪst. tˈɛl mˌiː ðə pɹəfˈeɪnɚz nˈeɪm ! " spˈaɪəɡˌʌdɹi stˈɪl stɹˈoʊv tʊ ɪvˈeɪd. " wˈɛl, nˈoʊbəl mˈæstɚ, ðə pɹˈɑːfeɪiɚɹ ʌv ðɪs kˈɔːɹps ɪz ðɪ ɐsˈæsɪn ʌv ðæt ˈɑːfɪsɚ."