text_original: 'Barbarian!' exclaimed Mrs. Valmont, looking fiercely on me, 'not yet dead!  Insolent!  Be gone, I shall be dead but too soon. Be gone, I say, the very sight of any of your hated infidel race destroys me.'
text_transcription: BARBARIAN EXCLAIMED MISSUS VALMONT LOOKING FIERCELY ON ME NOT YET DEAD INSOLENT BE GONE I SHALL BE DEAD BUT TOO SOON BE GONE I SAY THE VERY SIDE OF ANY OF YOUR HATED INFIDEL RACE DESTROYS ME
phonemes: bɑːɹbˈɛɹiən!ɛksklˈeɪmd mˈɪsɪz. vˈælmɔnt, lˈʊkɪŋ fˈɪɹsli ˈɔn mˌiː, nˌɑːt jˈɛt dˈɛd!  ˈɪnsələnt!  biː ɡˈɔn, aɪʃˌɐl biː dˈɛd bˌʌt tˈuː sˈuːn. biː ɡˈɔn, aɪ sˈeɪ, ðə vˈɛɹi sˈaɪt ʌv ˌɛni ʌv jʊɹ hˈeɪɾᵻd ˈɪnfᵻdəl ɹˈeɪs dᵻstɹˈɔɪz mˌiː.