text_original: Miss Mason was never the first to be tired of talking. A silvery torrent of innocent babble was for ever gushing from her red, babyish lips ; so, when at last Eleanor grew silent and absent minded, the heiress was fain to talk to her dogs ; her darling silky Skye, whose great brown eyes looked out THE PRODIGAL'S RETURN.
text_transcription: MISS MASON WAS NEVER THE FIRST TO BE TIRED OF TALKING A SILVERY TORRENT OF INNOCENT BABBLE WAS FOREVER GUSHING FROM HER RED BABYISH LIPS SO WHEN AT LAST ELEANOR GREW SILENT AND ABSENT MINDED THE HEIRESS WAS FAIN TO TALK TO HER DOGS HER DARLING SILKY SKY WHOSE GREAT BROWN EYES LOOKED OUT
phonemes: mˈɪs mˈeɪsən wʌz nˈɛvɚ ðə fˈɜːst təbi tˈaɪɚd ʌv tˈɔːkɪŋ. ɐ sˈɪlvɚɹi tˈɔɹənt ʌv ˈɪnəsənt bˈæbəl wʌz fɔːɹ ˈɛvɚ ɡˈʌʃɪŋ fɹʌm hɜː ɹˈɛd, bˈeɪbɪɪʃ lˈɪps ; sˈoʊ, wˌɛn æt lˈæst ᵻlˈiːnɚ ɡɹˈuː sˈaɪlənt ænd ˈæbsənt mˈaɪndᵻd, ðɪ ˈɛɹɛs wʌz fˈeɪn tə tˈɔːk tə hɜː dˈɑːɡz ; hɜː dˈɑːɹlɪŋ sˈɪlki skˈaɪ, hˌuːz ɡɹˈeɪt bɹˈaʊn ˈaɪz lˈʊkt ˈaʊt ðə pɹˈɑːdɪɡəlz ɹᵻtˈɜːn.