text_original: " By the cut of your clothes, sir stranger," cried the lieutenant, clapping his hands, " I guessed that you came from some other world. Your present question turns my doubt to certainty.
text_transcription: BY THE CUT OFF YOUR CLOTHES SIR STRANGER CRIED THE LIEUTENANT CLAPPING HIS HANDS I GUESS THAT YOU CAME FROM SOME OTHER WORLD YOUR PRESENT QUESTION TURNS MY DOUBT TO CERTAINTY
phonemes: " baɪ ðə kˈʌt ʌv jʊɹ klˈoʊðz, sˌɜː stɹˈeɪndʒɚ," kɹˈaɪd ðə luːtˈɛnənt, klˈæpɪŋ hɪz hˈændz, " aɪ ɡˈɛst ðæt juː kˈeɪm fɹʌm sˌʌm ˈʌðɚ wˈɜːld. jʊɹ pɹˈɛzənt kwˈɛstʃən tˈɜːnz maɪ dˈaʊt tə sˈɜːtənti.