text_original: broke in her husband, "don't be crossing bridges. Pete'll take the horse back. I've done the fellow lots of favours, and he won't go back on me. Don't worry, girl!" He moved the bandaged foot and winced, but not from the pain of the wound. The hard look grew deeper on his face. "I'm down on my luck, Nan," he said, hopelessly.
text_transcription: BROKE IN HER HUSBAND DON'T BE CROSSIN BRIDGES PETE'LL TAKE THE HORSE BACK I'VE DONE THE FELLOW LOTS OF FAVORS AND HE WON'T GO BACK ON ME DON'TORRY GIRL HE MOVED THE BANDAGED FOOT AND WINCED BUT NOT FROM PAIN OF THE WOUND THE HARD LOOK GREW DEEPER ON HIS FACE I'M DOWN ON MY LUCK NAN HE SAID HOPELESSLY
phonemes: bɹˈoʊk ɪn hɜː hˈʌsbənd, "dˈoʊnt biː kɹˈɔsɪŋ bɹˈɪdʒᵻz. pˈiːɾəl tˈeɪk ðə hˈɔːɹs bˈæk. aɪv dˈʌn ðə fˈɛloʊ lˈɑːts ʌv fˈeɪvɚz, ænd hiː woʊnt ɡˌoʊ bˈæk ˈɔn mˌiː. dˈoʊnt wˈʌɹi, ɡˈɜːl!" hiː mˈuːvd ðə bˈændɪdʒd fˈʊt ænd wˈɪnst, bˌʌt nˌɑːt fɹʌmðə pˈeɪn ʌvðə wˈuːnd. ðə hˈɑːɹd lˈʊk ɡɹˈuː dˈiːpɚɹ ˌɔn hɪz fˈeɪs. "aɪm dˌaʊn ˌɔn maɪ lˈʌk, nˈæn," hiː sˈɛd, hˈoʊpləsli.