text_original: When at last he drew his face away she sank down on the floor, and could not rise, but her fingers felt that the bosom of her dress was wet. He said hoarsely: "It's all right, Mother; you needn't worry!"
text_transcription: WHEN AT LAST HE DREW HIS FACE AWAY SHE SANK DOWN ON THE FLOOR AND COULD NOT RISE BUT HER FINGERS FELT THAT THE BOSOM OF HER DRESS WAS WET HE SAID HOARSELY ALL RIGHT MOTHER YOU NEEDN'T WORRY
phonemes: wˌɛn æt lˈæst hiː dɹˈuː hɪz fˈeɪs ɐwˈeɪ ʃiː sˈæŋk dˌaʊn ɔnðə flˈɔːɹ, ænd kʊd nˌɑːt ɹˈaɪz, bˌʌt hɜː fˈɪŋɡɚz fˈɛlt ðætðə bˈʊzəm ʌv hɜː dɹˈɛs wʌz wˈɛt. hiː sˈɛd hˈɔːɹsli: "ɪts ˈɔːl ɹˈaɪt, mˈʌðɚ; juː nˈiːdənt wˈʌɹi!"