text_original: The dark hours of the short summer night seemed interminable to her in this wretched, bewildered, half  sleeping, half waking state ; even L 2 148 longer than they had appeared when she sat up watching for her father's return. Every fresh dream was a slow agony of terror and perplexity.
text_transcription: THE DARK HOURS OF THE SHORT SUMMER NIGHT SEEMED INTERMINABLE TO HER IN THIS WRETCHED BEWILDERED HALF SLEEPING HALF WAKING STATE EVEN LONGER THAN THEY HAD APPEARED WHEN SHE SAT UP WATCHING FOR HER FATHER'S RETURN EVERY FRESH DREAM WAS A SLOW AGONY OF TERROR AND PERPLEXITY
phonemes: ðə dˈɑːɹk ˈaʊɚz ʌvðə ʃˈɔːɹt sˈʌmɚ nˈaɪt sˈiːmd ɪntˈɜːmɪnəbəl tə hɜːɹ ɪn ðɪs ɹˈɛtʃᵻd, bᵻwˈɪldɚd, hˈæf slˈiːpɪŋ, hˈæf wˈeɪkɪŋ stˈeɪt ; ˈiːvən ˈɛl tˈuː wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɔːɹɾi ˈeɪt lˈɔŋɡɚ ðɐn ðeɪ hæd ɐpˈɪɹd wɛn ʃiː sˈæt ˌʌp wˈɑːtʃɪŋ fɔːɹ hɜː fˈɑːðɚz ɹᵻtˈɜːn. ˈɛvɹi fɹˈɛʃ dɹˈiːm wʌzɐ slˈoʊ ˈæɡəni ʌv tˈɛɹɚ ænd pɚplˈɛksᵻɾi.