text_original: Matthew Brandon was now entering his sixteenth years  just the age of the smuggler's son. He was not what would be called a handsome boy. His complexion was dark; his hair intensely black; and his eyes, deeply set in their sockets, were small, with an unusually narrow space between them.
text_transcription: MATTHEW BRANDON WAS NOW ENTERING HIS SIXTEENTH YEARS JUST THE AGE OF THE SMUGGLER'S SON HE WAS NOT WHAT WOULD BE CALLED A HANDSOME BOY HIS COMPLEXION WAS DARK HIS HAIR INTENSELY BLACK AND HIS EYES DEEPLY SET IN THEIR SOCKETS WERE SMALL WITH AN UNUSUALLY NARROW SPACE BETWEEN THEM
phonemes: mˈæθjuː bɹˈændən wʌz nˈaʊ ˈɛntɚɹɪŋ hɪz sˈɪkstiːnθ jˈɪɹz dʒˈʌst ðɪ ˈeɪdʒ ʌvðə smˈʌɡlɚz sˈʌn. hiː wʌz nˌɑːt wʌt wʊd biː kˈɔːld ɐ hˈændsʌm bˈɔɪ. hɪz kəmplˈɛkʃən wʌz dˈɑːɹk; hɪz hˈɛɹ ɪntˈɛnsli blˈæk; ænd hɪz ˈaɪz, dˈiːpli sˈɛt ɪn ðɛɹ sˈɑːkɪts, wɜː smˈɔːl, wɪð ɐn ʌnjˈuːʒuːəli nˈæɹoʊ spˈeɪs bᵻtwˈiːn ðˌɛm.