text_original: " Tailless old fox, my Excellence commands you to hand over the clothes of Gill Stadt." As he uttered this name, the little man's fierce, mocking features grew dark and sad. " Oh, master, pardon me, but I no longer have them ! " said Spiagudry. " Your Grace knows that we are obliged to turn over the property of all workers in the mine to the Crown, the king inheriting by right of their being his wards."
text_transcription: HATELESS OLD FOX MY EXCELLENCE COMMANDS YOU TO HAND OVER THE CLOTHES OF GILLSTEAD AS HE UTTERED THIS NAME THE LITTLE MAN'S FIERCE MOCKING FEATURES GREW DARK AND SAID OH MASTER PARDON ME BUT I NO LONGER HAVE THEM SAID SPAGADRI YOUR GRACE KNOWS THAT WE ARE OBLIGED TO TURN OVER THE PROPERTY OF ALL WORKERS IN THE MINE TO THE CROWN THE KING INHERITING BY RIGHT OF THEIR BEING HIS WARDS
phonemes: " tˈeɪlləs ˈoʊld fˈɑːks, maɪ ˈɛksələns kəmˈændz juː tə hˈænd ˌoʊvɚ ðə klˈoʊðz ʌv ɡˈɪl stˈæt." æz hiː ˈʌɾɚd ðɪs nˈeɪm, ðə lˈɪɾəl mˈænz fˈɪɹs, mˈɑːkɪŋ fˈiːtʃɚz ɡɹˈuː dˈɑːɹk ænd sˈæd. " ˈoʊ, mˈæstɚ, pˈɑːɹdən mˌiː, bˌʌt aɪ nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚ hˈæv ðˌɛm ! " sˈɛd spˈaɪəɡˌʌdɹi. " jʊɹ ɡɹˈeɪs nˈoʊz ðæt wiː ɑːɹ əblˈaɪdʒd tə tˈɜːn ˌoʊvɚ ðə pɹˈɑːpɚɾi ʌv ˈɔːl wˈɜːkɚz ɪnðə mˈaɪn tə ðə kɹˈaʊn, ðə kˈɪŋ ɪnhˈɛɹɪɾɪŋ baɪ ɹˈaɪt ʌv ðɛɹ bˌiːɪŋ hɪz wˈɔːɹdz."