text_original: Eleanor looked down at her white morning  gown. "Is there enough left to buy a black frock?" she asked, in a low voice. " Yes, my darling. I have thought of that. I have had mourning made for you. The dress  maker took one of your muslin frocks for a pattern, so there was no occasion to trouble you about the business."
text_transcription: ELINOR LOOKED DOWN AT HER WHITE MORNING GOWN IS THERE ENOUGH LEFT TO BUY A BLACK FROCK SHE ASKED IN A LOW VOICE YES MY DARLING I HAVE THOUGHT OF THAT I HAVE HAD MOURNING MADE FOR YOU THE DRESSMAKER TOOK ONE OF YOUR MUSLIN FROCKS FOR A PATTERN SO THERE WAS NO OCCASION TO TROUBLE YOU ABOUT THE BUSINESS
phonemes: ᵻlˈiːnɚ lˈʊkt dˌaʊn æt hɜː wˈaɪt mˈɔːɹnɪŋ ɡˈaʊn. "ɪz ðɛɹ ɪnˈʌf lˈɛft tə bˈaɪ ɐ blˈæk fɹˈɑːk?" ʃiː ˈæskt, ɪn ɐ lˈoʊ vˈɔɪs. " jˈɛs, maɪ dˈɑːɹlɪŋ. aɪ hæv θˈɔːt ʌv ðˈæt. aɪ hæv hæd mˈɔːɹnɪŋ mˈeɪd fɔːɹ juː. ðə dɹˈɛs mˈeɪkɚ tˈʊk wˈʌn ʌv jʊɹ mˈʌslɪn fɹˈɑːks fɚɹə pˈætɚn, sˌoʊ ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ əkˈeɪʒən tə tɹˈʌbəl juː ɐbˌaʊt ðə bˈɪznəs."