text_original: " I am sure he is very good," she thought ; "but I would not like to offend him for the GILBERT MOXCKTO". 243 world, for though he looks so kind now, I know She looked almost fearfully at the strongly  marked black eyebrows, thinking what a stormy darkness must overshadow the massive face when they contracted over the grave, brown eyes — serious and earnest eyes, but with a latent fire lurking somewhere in their calm depths, Eleanor thought.
text_transcription: I AM SURE HE IS VERY GOOD SHE THOUGHT BUT I WOULD NOT LIKE TO OFFEND HIM FOR THE WORLD FOR THOUGH HE LOOKS SO KIND NOW I KNOW HE MUST BE TERRIBLE WHEN HE'S ANGRY SHE LOOKED ALMOST FEARFULLY AT THE STRONGLY MARKED BLACK EYEBROWS THINKING WHAT A STORMY DARKNESS MUST OVERSHADOW THE MASSIVE FACE WHEN THEY CONTRACTED OVER THE GRAVE BROWN EYES SERIOUS AND EARNEST EYES BUT WITH A LATENT FIRE LURKING SOMEWHERE IN THEIR CALM DEPTHS ELEANOR THOUGHT
phonemes: " aɪɐm ʃˈʊɹ hiː ɪz vˈɛɹi ɡˈʊd," ʃiː θˈɔːt ; "bˌʌt aɪ wʊd nˌɑːt lˈaɪk tʊ əfˈɛnd hˌɪm fɚðə ɡˈɪlbɚt mˈɑːksktoʊ". tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹɾi θɹˈiː wˈɜːld, fɔːɹ ðˌoʊ hiː lˈʊks sˌoʊ kˈaɪnd nˈaʊ, aɪ nˈoʊ ʃiː lˈʊkt ˈɔːlmoʊst fˈɪɹfəli æt ðə stɹˈɔŋli mˈɑːɹkt blˈæk ˈaɪbɹaʊz, θˈɪŋkɪŋ wʌt ɐ stˈɔːɹmi dˈɑːɹknəs mˈʌst ˌoʊvɚʃˈædoʊ ðə mˈæsɪv fˈeɪs wɛn ðeɪ kəntɹˈæktᵻd ˌoʊvɚ ðə ɡɹˈeɪv, bɹˈaʊn ˈaɪz — sˈɪɹiəs ænd ˈɜːnɪst ˈaɪz, bˌʌt wɪð ɐ lˈeɪtənt fˈaɪɚ lˈɜːkɪŋ sˈʌmwɛɹ ɪn ðɛɹ kˈɑːm dˈɛpθs, ᵻlˈiːnɚ θˈɔːt.