text_original: Whether it's luminous paint, or whether it's something much more wonderful, truly, it lightens our darkness. Doesn't it, my dear ? Where is that key?" I could see, straight in front of us, a round spot of something which gleamed. It was not bigger than a threepenny piece.
text_transcription: WHETHER IT'S LUMINOUS PAINT OR WHETHER IT'S SOMETHING MUCH MORE WONDERFUL TRULY IT LIGHTENS OUR DARKNESS DOESN'T IT MY DEAR WHERE'S THAT KEY I COULD SEE STRAIGHT IN FRONT OF US A ROUND SPOT OF SOMETHING WHICH GLEAMED IT WAS NOT BIGGER THAN A THREEPENNY PIECE
phonemes: wˈɛðɚɹ ɪts lˈuːmɪnəs pˈeɪnt, ɔːɹ wˈɛðɚɹ ɪts sˈʌmθɪŋ mˈʌtʃ mˈɔːɹ wˈʌndɚfəl, tɹˈuːli, ɪt lˈaɪʔn̩z ˌaʊɚ dˈɑːɹknəs. dˈʌzənt ɪt, maɪ dˈɪɹ ? wˌɛɹ ɪz ðæt kˈiː?" aɪ kʊd sˈiː, stɹˈeɪt ɪn fɹˈʌnt ʌv ˌʌs, ɐ ɹˈaʊnd spˈɑːt ʌv sˈʌmθɪŋ wˌɪtʃ ɡlˈiːmd. ɪt wʌz nˌɑːt bˈɪɡɚ ðˌænə θɹˈiːpɛni pˈiːs.