text_original: " She sighed wearily as she remembered how powerless she was. What could she do to get one step nearer to the accomplishment of that single purpose, which she called the purpose of her life ? Nothing ! She remembered with a chill feeling of despair that however, in her moments of exal  tation, she might look forward to some shadowy day of triumph and revenge, her better sense 300 ELEANORS VICTORY. always told her that Richard Thornton had spoken the truth.
text_transcription: SHE SIGHED WEARILY AS SHE REMEMBERED HOW POWERLESS SHE WAS WHAT COULD SHE DO TO GET ONE STEP NEARER TO THE ACCOMPLISHMENT OF THAT SINGLE PURPOSE WHICH SHE CALLED THE PURPOSE OF HER LIFE NOTHING SHE REMEMBERED WITH A CHILL FEELING OF DESPAIR THAT HOWEVER IN HER MOMENTS OF EXULTATION SHE MIGHT LOOK FORWARD TO SOME SHADOWY DAY OF TRIUMPH AND REVENGE HER BETTER SENSE ALWAYS TOLD HER THAT RICHARD THORNTON HAD SPOKEN THE TRUTH
phonemes: " ʃiː sˈaɪd wˈɪɹili æz ʃiː ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd hˌaʊ pˈaʊɚləs ʃiː wʌz. wˌʌt kʊd ʃiː dˈuː tə ɡɛt wˈʌn stˈɛp nˈɪɹɚ tə ðɪ ɐkˈɑːmplɪʃmənt ʌv ðæt sˈɪŋɡəl pˈɜːpəs, wˌɪtʃ ʃiː kˈɔːld ðə pˈɜːpəs ʌv hɜː lˈaɪf ? nˈʌθɪŋ ! ʃiː ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd wɪð ɐ tʃˈɪl fˈiːlɪŋ ʌv dᵻspˈɛɹ ðæt haʊˈɛvɚ, ɪn hɜː mˈoʊmənts ʌv ɛɡzˈæl tˈeɪʃən, ʃiː mˌaɪt lˈʊk fˈɔːɹwɚd tə sˌʌm ʃˈædoʊi dˈeɪ ʌv tɹˈaɪʌmf ænd ɹᵻvˈɛndʒ, hɜː bˈɛɾɚ sˈɛns θɹˈiːhˈʌndɹɪd ᵻlˈiːnɚz vˈɪktɚɹi. ˈɔːlweɪz tˈoʊld hɜː ðæt ɹˈɪtʃɚd θˈɔːɹntən hæd spˈoʊkən ðə tɹˈuːθ.