text_original: So Mrs. Pendyce came to Piccadilly and turned westward towards George's club. She knew it well, for she never failed to look at the windows when she passed, and once  on the occasion of Queen Victoria's Jubilee  had spent a whole day there to see that royal show. She began to tremble as she neared it, for though she did not, like the Squire, torture her mind with what might or might not come to pass, care had nested in her heart.
text_transcription: SO MISSUS PENDISE CAME TO PICCADILLY AND TURNED WESTWARD TOWARDS GEORGE'S CLUB SHE KNEW IT WELL FOR SHE NEVER FAILED TO LOOK AT THE WINDOWS WHEN SHE PASSED AND ONCE ON THE OCCASION OF QUEEN VICTORIA'S JUBILEE HAD SPENT A WHOLE DAY THERE TO SEE THAT ROYAL SHOW SHE BEGAN TO TREMBLE AS SHE NEARED IT FOR THOUGH SHE DID NOT LIKE THE SQUIRE TORTURE HER MIND WITH WHAT MIGHT OR MIGHT NOT COME TO PASS CARE HAD NESTED IN HER HEART
phonemes: sˌoʊ mˈɪsɪz. pˈɛndaɪs kˈeɪm tə pˌɪkɐdˈɪli ænd tˈɜːnd wˈɛstwɚd təwˈɔːɹdz dʒˈɔːɹdʒᵻz klˈʌb. ʃiː nˈuː ɪt wˈɛl, fɔːɹ ʃiː nˈɛvɚ fˈeɪld tə lˈʊk æt ðə wˈɪndoʊz wɛn ʃiː pˈæst, ænd wˈʌns ɔnðɪ əkˈeɪʒən ʌv kwˈiːn vɪktˈɔːɹiəz dʒˈuːbɪlˌiː hæd spˈɛnt ɐ hˈoʊl dˈeɪ ðɛɹ tə sˈiː ðæt ɹˈɔɪəl ʃˈoʊ. ʃiː bɪɡˈæn tə tɹˈɛmbəl æz ʃiː nˈɪɹd ɪt, fɔːɹ ðˌoʊ ʃiː dɪdnˈɑːt, lˈaɪk ðə skwˈaɪɚ, tˈɔːɹtʃɚ hɜː mˈaɪnd wɪð wʌt mˌaɪt ɔːɹ mˌaɪt nˌɑːt kˈʌm tə pˈæs, kˈɛɹ hæd nˈɛstᵻd ɪn hɜː hˈɑːɹt.