text_original: The Rector bent over his glass of port and moistened his lower lip. "There's no excuse for that woman," he answered. "I always thought she was a bad lot." Mr. Pendyce went on: "We've never had a scandal in my family.
text_transcription: THE RECTOR BENT OVER HIS GLASS OF PORT AND MOISTENED HIS LOWER LIP THERE'S NO EXCUSE FOR THAT MOMENT HE ANSWERED I ALWAYS THOUGHT SHE WAS A BAD LOT MISTER PENDISE WENT ON WE'VE NEVER HAD A SCANDAL IN MY FAMILY
phonemes: ðə ɹˈɛktɚ bˈɛnt ˌoʊvɚ hɪz ɡlˈæs ʌv pˈɔːɹt ænd mˈɔɪsənd hɪz lˈoʊɚ lˈɪp. "ðɛɹz nˈoʊ ɛkskjˈuːs fɔːɹ ðæt wˈʊmən," hiː ˈænsɚd. "aɪ ˈɔːlweɪz θˈɔːt ʃiː wʌzɐ bˈæd lˈɑːt." mˈɪstɚ. pˈɛndaɪs wɛnt ˈɔn: "wiːv nˈɛvɚ hæd ɐ skˈændəl ɪn maɪ fˈæmɪli.