text_original: Horace would not let her starve: the idea was inconceivable. There was, too, her own three hundred a year. She had, indeed, no idea how much this meant, or what it represented, neither was she concerned, for she said to herself, "I should be quite happy in a cottage with Roy and my flowers;" and though, of course, she had not the smallest experience to go by, it was quite possible that she was right.
text_transcription: HORACE WOULD NOT LET HER STARVE THE IDEA WAS INCONCEIVABLE THERE WAS TO HER OWN THREE HUNDRED A YEAR SHE HAD INDEED NO IDEA HOW MUCH THIS MEANT OR WHAT IT REPRESENTED NEITHER WAS SHE CONCERNED FOR SHE SAID TO HERSELF I SHOULD BE QUITE HAPPY IN A COTTAGE WITH ROY AND MY FLOWERS AND THOUGH OF COURSE SHE HAD NOT THE SLIGHTEST EXPERIENCE TO GO BY IT WAS QUITE POSSIBLE THAT SHE WAS RIGHT
phonemes: hˈɔːɹəs wʊd nˌɑːt lˈɛt hɜː stˈɑːɹv: ðɪ aɪdˈiə wʌz ɪŋkənsˈiːvəbəl. ðɛɹwˈʌz, tˈuː, hɜːɹ ˈoʊn θɹˈiː hˈʌndɹɪd ɐ jˈɪɹ. ʃiː hˌæd, ˌɪndˈiːd, nˈoʊ aɪdˈiə hˌaʊ mˈʌtʃ ðɪs mˈɛnt, ɔːɹ wʌt ɪt ɹˌɛpɹᵻzˈɛntᵻd, nˈiːðɚ wʌz ʃiː kənsˈɜːnd, fɔːɹ ʃiː sˈɛd tə hɜːsˈɛlf, "aɪ ʃˌʊd biː kwˈaɪt hˈæpi ɪn ɐ kˈɑːɾɪdʒ wɪð ɹˈɔɪ ænd maɪ flˈaʊɚz;" ænd ðˌoʊ, ʌv kˈɔːɹs, ʃiː hæd nˌɑːt ðə smˈɔːlɪst ɛkspˈiəɹɪəns tə ɡˌoʊ bˈaɪ, ɪt wʌz kwˈaɪt pˈɑːsᵻbəl ðæt ʃiː wʌz ɹˈaɪt.