text_original: She took the paper. She had never learned the art of abuse, and no words could express what was in her heart, so she turned and went out. Mrs. Bellew's voice sounded quick and fierce behind her. "How could I help getting tired? I am not you. Now go!"
text_transcription: SHE TOOK THE PAPER SHE HAD NEVER LEARNED THE ART OF ABUSE AND NO WORDS COULD EXPRESS WHAT WAS IN HER HEART SO SHE TURNED AND WENT OUT MISSUS BLEW'S VOICE SOUNDED QUICK AND FIERCE BEHIND HER HOW COULD I HELP GETTING TIRED I'M NOT YOU NOW GO
phonemes: ʃiː tˈʊk ðə pˈeɪpɚ. ʃiː hæd nˈɛvɚ lˈɜːnd ðɪ ˈɑːɹt ʌv ɐbjˈuːs, ænd nˈoʊ wˈɜːdz kʊd ɛkspɹˈɛs wʌt wʌz ɪn hɜː hˈɑːɹt, sˌoʊ ʃiː tˈɜːnd ænd wɛnt ˈaʊt. mˈɪsɪz. bˈɛluːz vˈɔɪs sˈaʊndᵻd kwˈɪk ænd fˈɪɹs bᵻhˈaɪnd hɜː. "hˌaʊ kʊd aɪ hˈɛlp ɡˌɛɾɪŋ tˈaɪɚd? aɪɐm nˌɑːt juː. nˈaʊ ɡˈoʊ!"