text_original: Monsieur Vigo had pointed out to me that day the gloomy, heavy walled prison in the rear of the Cabildo,  ay, and he had spoken of its instruments of torture. What could the Vicomtesse want? Truly (I thought with remorse) she had been more industrious than I.
text_transcription: MONSCHERVICO HAD POINTED OUT TO ME THAT DAY THE GLOOMY HEAVY WALLED PRISON IN THE REAR OF THE CABALDO I AND HE HAD SPOKEN OF ITS INSTRUMENTS OF TORTURE WHAT COULD THE VICOMTESSO WANT TRULY I THOUGHT WITH REMORSE SHE HAD BEEN MORE INDUSTRIOUS THAN I
phonemes: məsjˈɜː vˈiːɡoʊ hæd pˈɔɪntᵻd ˈaʊt tə mˌiː ðæt dˈeɪ ðə ɡlˈuːmi, hˈɛvi wˈɔːld pɹˈɪzən ɪnðə ɹˈɪɹ ʌvðə kæbˈɪldoʊ,  ˈaɪ, ænd hiː hæd spˈoʊkən ʌv ɪts ˈɪnstɹəmənts ʌv tˈɔːɹtʃɚ. wˌʌt kʊd ðə vˈɪkəmtˌɛs wˈɔnt? tɹˈuːli (aɪ θˈɔːt wɪð ɹᵻmˈɔːɹs) ʃiː hɐdbɪn mˈɔːɹ ɪndˈʌstɹiəs ðɐn ˈaɪ.