text_original: " Eleanor hid her face upon the Signora's lap, and wept silently. Those tears did her good; they beguiled her for a little while, at least, from the one absorbing thought of her father's melancholy fate. Signora Picirillo tenderly smoothed the soft ripples of auburn hair lying on her lap. " My dear Eleanor, shall I tell you what you can do to make us both very happy, and to repay us tenfold for any little sacrifice we may have made on your account ? " " Yes, yes ; tell me."
text_transcription: ELINOR HID HER FACE UPON THE SENORA'S LAP AND WEPT SILENTLY THOSE TEARS DID HER GOOD THEY BEGUILED HER FOR A LITTLE WHILE AT LEAST FROM THE ONE ABSORBING THOUGHT OF HER FATHER'S MELANCHOLY FATE SENORA PICKCARILLO TENDERLY SMOOTHED THE SOFT RIPPLES OF AUBURN HAIR LYING ON HER LAP MY DEAR ELEANOR SHALL I TELL YOU WHAT YOU CAN DO TO MAKE US BOTH VERY HAPPY AND TO REPAY US TENFOLD FOR ANY LITTLE SACRIFICE WE MAY HAVE MADE ON YOUR ACCOUNT YES YES TELL ME
phonemes: " ᵻlˈiːnɚ hˈɪd hɜː fˈeɪs əpˌɑːn ðə sɪnjˈɔːɹəz lˈæp, ænd wˈɛpt sˈaɪləntli. ðoʊz tˈɪɹz dˈɪd hɜː ɡˈʊd; ðeɪ bᵻɡˈaɪld hɜː fɚɹə lˈɪɾəl wˈaɪl, æt lˈiːst, fɹʌmðə wˈʌn ɐbsˈɔːɹbɪŋ θˈɔːt ʌv hɜː fˈɑːðɚz mˈɛləŋkˌɑːli fˈeɪt. sɪnjˈɔːɹə pˌɪsɪɹˈɪloʊ tˈɛndɚli smˈuːðd ðə sˈɔft ɹˈɪpəlz ʌv ˈɔːbɜːn hˈɛɹ lˈaɪɪŋ ˌɔn hɜː lˈæp. " maɪ dˈɪɹ ᵻlˈiːnɚ, ʃˌæl aɪ tˈɛl juː wʌt juː kæn dˈuː tə mˌeɪk ˌʌs bˈoʊθ vˈɛɹi hˈæpi, ænd tə ɹᵻpˈeɪ ˌʌs tˈɛnfoʊld fɔːɹ ˌɛni lˈɪɾəl sˈækɹᵻfˌaɪs wiː mˌeɪhɐv mˌeɪd ˌɔn jʊɹ ɐkˈaʊnt ? " " jˈɛs, jˈɛs ; tˈɛl mˌiː."