text_original: For some minutes no one spoke. Diana then turned to me. "Jane, you will wonder at us and our mysteries," she said, "and think us hard hearted beings not to be more moved at the death of so near a relation as an uncle; but we have never seen him or known him.
text_transcription: FOR SOME MINUTES NO ONE SPOKE DIANA THEN TURNED TO ME JANE YOU WILL WONDER AT IN OUR MYSTERIES SHE SAID AND THINK US HARD HEARTED BEINGS NOT TO BE MORE MOVED AT THE DEATH OF SO NEAR A RELATION AS AN UNCLE BUT WE HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM OR KNOWN HIM
phonemes: fɔːɹ sˌʌm mˈɪnɪts nˈoʊwˈʌn spˈoʊk. daɪˈænə ðˈɛn tˈɜːnd tə mˌiː. "dʒˈeɪn, juː wɪl wˈʌndɚɹ æɾ ˌʌs ænd ˌaʊɚ mˈɪstɚɹiz," ʃiː sˈɛd, "ænd θˈɪŋk ˌʌs hˈɑːɹd hˈɑːɹɾᵻd bˈiːɪŋz nˌɑːt təbi mˈɔːɹ mˈuːvd æt ðə dˈɛθ ʌv sˌoʊ nˌɪɹ ɐ ɹᵻlˈeɪʃən æz ɐn ˈʌŋkəl; bˌʌt wiː hæv nˈɛvɚ sˈiːn hˌɪm ɔːɹ nˈoʊn hˌɪm.