text_original: "Very well; Woodlands and the Priory lie close together. You can cross the park and get into Mr. de Crespigny's grounds by the wicket  gate, and so surprise the enemy. That will be the best plan." " If you please, my dear Mr. Monckton," said the widow. She was gratified at the idea of stealing a march upon her maiden sisters, for she knew how diffi  cult it was to effect an entrance to the citadel so jealously guarded by them.
text_transcription: VERY WELL WOODLANDS AND THE PRIORY LIE CLOSE TOGETHER YOU CAN CROSS THE PARK AND GET INTO MISTER DE CRESPINY'S GROUNDS BY THE WICKET GATE AND SO SURPRISE THE ENEMY THAT WILL BE THE BEST PLAN IF YOU PLEASE MY DEAR MISTER MUNCTON SAID THE WIDOW SHE WAS GRATIFIED AT THE IDEA OF STEALING A MARCH UPON HER MAIDEN SISTERS FOR SHE KNEW HOW DIFFICULT IT WAS TO EFFECT AN ENTRANCE TO THE CITADELS SO JEALOUSLY GUARDED BY THEM
phonemes: "vˈɛɹi wˈɛl; wˈʊdləndz ænd ðə pɹˈaɪɚɹi lˈaɪ klˈoʊs təɡˈɛðɚ. juː kæn kɹˈɔs ðə pˈɑːɹk ænd ɡɛt ˌɪntʊ mˈɪstɚ. də kɹˈɛspɪɡniz ɡɹˈaʊndz baɪ ðə wˈɪkɪt ɡˈeɪt, ænd sˌoʊ sɚpɹˈaɪz ðɪ ˈɛnəmi. ðæt wɪl biː ðə bˈɛst plˈæn." " ɪf juː plˈiːz, maɪ dˈɪɹ mˈɪstɚ. mˈɔŋktən," sˈɛd ðə wˈɪdoʊ. ʃiː wʌz ɡɹˈæɾᵻfˌaɪd æt ðɪ aɪdˈiə ʌv stˈiːlɪŋ ɐ mˈɑːɹtʃ əpˌɑːn hɜː mˈeɪdən sˈɪstɚz, fɔːɹ ʃiː nˈuː hˌaʊ dˈɪfi kˈʌlt ɪt wʌz tʊ ɪfˈɛkt ɐn ˈɛntɹəns tə ðə sˈɪɾədˌɛl sˌoʊ dʒˈɛləsli ɡˈɑːɹdᵻd baɪ ðˌɛm.