text_original: With regard to Percy, of whom his daughter had spoken, the baronet had no fixed thoughts of any kind. He knew the boy  knew him to be the son of a man who was said to be a noted smuggler; but, somehow, the idea of smuggling, as an offence, did not strike him with anything akin to horror.
text_transcription: WITH REGARD TO PERCY OF WHOM HIS DAUGHTER HAD SPOKEN THE BARONET HAD NO FIXED THOUGHTS OF ANY KIND HE KNEW THE BOY KNEW HIM TO BE THE SON OF A MAN WHO WAS SAID TO BE A NOTED SMUGGLER BUT SOMEHOW THE IDEA OF SMUGGLING AS AN OFFENCE DID NOT STRIKE HIM WITH ANYTHING AKIN TO HORROR
phonemes: wɪð ɹᵻɡˈɑːɹd tə pˈɜːsi, ʌv hˈuːm hɪz dˈɔːɾɚ hæd spˈoʊkən, ðə bˈæɹənˌɛt hæd nˈoʊ fˈɪkst θˈɔːts ʌv ˌɛni kˈaɪnd. hiː nˈuː ðə bˈɔɪ nˈuː hˌɪm təbi ðə sˈʌn əvə mˈæn hˌuː wʌz sˈɛd təbi ɐ nˈoʊɾᵻd smˈʌɡlɚ; bˌʌt, sˈʌmhaʊ, ðɪ aɪdˈiə ʌv smˈʌɡlɪŋ, æz ɐn əfˈɛns, dɪdnˌɑːt stɹˈaɪk hˌɪm wɪð ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ ɐkˈɪn tə hˈɔɹɚ.