text_original: Sol! You awake?" "Guess I be," said Sol; and a thundering sound of cowhide boots on the stairs announced that Sol's matutinal toilet was complete. "We 're late this morning," said Miss Asphyxia, in a tone of virtuous indignation.
text_transcription: YOU AWAKE GUESS I'LL BE SAID SAUL AND A THUNDERING CLOUD OF COWHIDE BOOTS ON THE STAIRS ANNOUNCED THAT SAUL'S MATUTINAL TOILET WAS COMPLETE WE'RE LATE THIS MORNING SAID MISS AFFIXIA IN A TONE OF VIRTUOUS INDIGNATION
phonemes: sˈɑːl! juː ɐwˈeɪk?" "ɡˈɛs aɪ bˈiː," sˈɛd sˈɑːl; ænd ɐ θˈʌndɚɹɪŋ sˈaʊnd ʌv kˈaʊhaɪd bˈuːts ɔnðə stˈɛɹz ɐnˈaʊnst ðæt sˈɑːlz mˈæɾuːtˌɪnəl tˈɔɪlɪt wʌz kəmplˈiːt. "wiː ɹˌiː lˈeɪt ðɪs mˈɔːɹnɪŋ," sˈɛd mˈɪs ɐsfˈɪksiə, ɪn ɐ tˈoʊn ʌv vˈɜːtʃuːəs ɪndɪɡnˈeɪʃən.