text_original: "Stop," she said, and I halted fearfully. "David Ritchie, you are a good man. I can make no amends to you,"  she did not finish. Feeling for the path in the blackness of the wood, I led her by the hand, and she followed me as trustfully as a child.
text_transcription: STOP SHE SAID AND I HALTED FEARFULLY DAVID RITCHEY YOU ARE A GOOD MAN I CAN MAKE NO AMENDS TO YOU SHE DID NOT FINISH FEELING FOR THE PATH IN THE BLACKNESS OF THE WOOD I LED HER BY THE HAND AND SHE FOLLOWED ME AS TRUSTFULLY AS A CHILD
phonemes: "stˈɑːp," ʃiː sˈɛd, ænd aɪ hˈɔltᵻd fˈɪɹfəli. "dˈeɪvɪd ɹˈɪtʃi, juː ɑːɹ ɐ ɡˈʊd mˈæn. aɪ kæn mˌeɪk nˈoʊ ɐmˈɛndz tə juː,"  ʃiː dɪdnˌɑːt fˈɪnɪʃ. fˈiːlɪŋ fɚðə pˈæθ ɪnðə blˈæknəs ʌvðə wˈʊd, aɪ lˈɛd hɜː baɪ ðə hˈænd, ænd ʃiː fˈɑːloʊd mˌiː æz tɹˈʌstfəli æz ɐ tʃˈaɪld.