text_original: What are you going to do on the next race, Mr. Major ? Back another winner ? " "What price Sweet Violet for the Maiden Plate?** Mr. Jacobs paused. He sucked the point of his pencil The usual chorus broke out on either side of him : " I'll lay you two to one, sir."
text_transcription: WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ON THE NEXT RACE MISTER MAJOR BEG ANOTHER WINNER WHAT PRICE SWEET VIOLET FOR THE MAIDEN PLATE MISTER JACOBS PAUSED HE SUCKED THE POINT OF HIS PENCIL THE USUAL CHORUS BROKE OUT ON EITHER SIDE OF HIM I'LL LAY YOU TWO TO ONE SIR
phonemes: wˌʌt ɑːɹ juː ɡˌoʊɪŋ tə dˈuː ɔnðə nˈɛkst ɹˈeɪs, mˈɪstɚ. mˈeɪdʒɚ ? bˈæk ɐnˈʌðɚ wˈɪnɚ ? " "wˌʌt pɹˈaɪs swˈiːt vˈaɪəlɪt fɚðə mˈeɪdən plˈeɪt?ˈæstɚɹˌɪskɐstɚɹˌɪsk mˈɪstɚ. dʒˈeɪkəbz pˈɔːzd. hiː sˈʌkt ðə pˈɔɪnt ʌv hɪz pˈɛnsəl ðə jˈuːʒuːəl kˈɔːɹəs bɹˈoʊk ˈaʊt ˌɔn ˈiːðɚ sˈaɪd ʌv hˌɪm : " aɪl lˈeɪ juː tˈuː tə wˌʌn, sˌɜː."