text_original: On the morrow he appeared. Having Digitized by VjOOQIC THE PHOTOGRAPHS 47 scampered round the prison in his usual twenty  mile an hour fashion, he attacked the subject in hand in that tumultuous, hearty way he had. " Paley, what's all this stuff and nonsense about those photographs ? I'm surprised at you ; *pon my word, I am."
text_transcription: ON THE MORROW HE APPEARED HAVING SCAMPERED ROUND THE PRISON IN HIS USUAL TWENTY MILE AND HOUR FASHION HE ATTACKED THE SUBJECT IN HAND IN THAT TUMULTUOUS HEARTY WAY HE HAD PALEY WHAT'S ALL THIS STUFF AND NONSENSE ABOUT THOSE PHOTOGRAPHS I'M SURPRISED AT YOU PON MY WORD I AM
phonemes: ɔnðə mˈɑːɹoʊ hiː ɐpˈɪɹd. hˌævɪŋ dˈɪdʒɪtˌaɪzd baɪ vˌiːdʒˈeɪ ˈuːkɪk ðə fˈoʊɾəɡɹˌæfz fˈɔːɹɾi sˈɛvən skˈæmpɚd ɹˈaʊnd ðə pɹˈɪzən ɪn hɪz jˈuːʒuːəl twˈɛnti mˈaɪl ɐn ˈaʊɚ fˈæʃən, hiː ɐtˈækt ðə sˈʌbdʒɛkt ɪn hˈænd ɪn ðæt tuːmˈʌltʃuːəs, hˈɑːɹɾi wˈeɪ hiː hˈæd. " pˈeɪli, wˌʌts ˈɔːl ðɪs stˈʌf ænd nˈɑːnsəns ɐbˌaʊt ðoʊz fˈoʊɾəɡɹˌæfz ? aɪm sɚpɹˈaɪzd æt juː ; ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk pˈɑːn maɪ wˈɜːd, aɪˈæm."