text_original: At that, she glanced at her brother. "There's Martin, Dick!" she said. "You'll have to hurry." Many a long year before that, in one of the bygone centuries, a worthy citizen of Wrychester, Martin by name, had left a sum of money to the Dean and Chapter of the Cathedral on condition that as long as ever the Cathedral stood, they should cause to be rung a bell from its smaller bell tower for three minutes before nine o'clock every morning, all the year round.
text_transcription: AT THAT SHE GLANCED AT HER BROTHER THERE'S MARTIN DICK SHE SAID YOU'LL HAVE TO HURRY MANY A LONG YEAR BEFORE THAT IN ONE OF THE BY GONE CENTURIES A WORTHY CITIZEN OF WRYCHESTER MARTIN BY NAME HAD LEFT A SUM OF MONEY TO THE DEAN AND CHAPTER OF THE CATHEDRAL ON CONDITION THAT AS LONG AS EVER THE CATHEDRAL STOOD THEY SHOULD CAUSE TO BE RUNG A BELL FROM ITS SMALLER BELL TOWER FOR THREE MINUTES BEFORE NINE O'CLOCK EVERY MORNING ALL THE YEAR ROUND
phonemes: æt ðˈæt, ʃiː ɡlˈænst æt hɜː bɹˈʌðɚ. "ðɛɹz mˈɑːɹtɪn, dˈɪk!" ʃiː sˈɛd. "juːl hæv tə hˈɜːɹi." mˈɛni ɐ lˈɔŋ jˈɪɹ bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðˈæt, ɪn wˈʌn ʌvðə bˈaɪɡɑːn sˈɛntʃɚɹiz, ɐ wˈɜːði sˈɪɾɪzən ʌv ɹˈɪtʃɛstɚ, mˈɑːɹtɪn baɪ nˈeɪm, hæd lˈɛft ɐ sˈʌm ʌv mˈʌni tə ðə dˈiːn ænd tʃˈæptɚɹ ʌvðə kɐθˈiːdɹəl ˌɔn kəndˈɪʃən ðæt æz lˈɔŋ æz ˈɛvɚ ðə kɐθˈiːdɹəl stˈʊd, ðeɪ ʃˌʊd kˈɔːz təbi ɹˈʌŋ ɐ bˈɛl fɹʌm ɪts smˈɔːlɚ bˈɛl tˈaʊɚ fɔːɹ θɹˈiː mˈɪnɪts bᵻfˌɔːɹ nˈaɪn əklˈɑːk ˈɛvɹi mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, ˈɔːl ðə jˈɪɹ ɹˈaʊnd.