text_original: he will never condescend to admit a humble chaplain to his presence. Farewell, my son ; may your journey be blessed, and may you sometimes remember the poor priest and pray for his unha
text_transcription: HE WILL NEVER CONDESCEND TO ADMIT A HUMBLE CHAPLAIN TO HIS PRESENCE FAREWELL MY SON MAY YOUR JOURNEY BE BLESSED AND MAY YOU SOMETIMES REMEMBER THE POOR PRIEST AND PRAY FOR HIS UNHAPPY PRISONERS END OF CHAPTER FOURTEEN
phonemes: hiː wɪl nˈɛvɚ kˌɑːndᵻsˈɛnd tʊ ɐdmˈɪt ɐ hˈʌmbəl tʃˈæplɪn tə hɪz pɹˈɛzəns. fɛɹwˈɛl, maɪ sˈʌn ; mˈeɪ jʊɹ dʒˈɜːni biː blˈɛst, ænd mˈeɪ juː sˈʌmtaɪmz ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ðə pˈʊɹ pɹˈiːst ænd pɹˈeɪ fɔːɹ hɪz ʌnhˈɑː