text_original: "You didn't like India, then, Mr. Darrell?" she said. " I hated it," the young man answered, between his set teeth. There was so much suppressed force in Launce  lot Darren's utterance of these three words, that Eleanor looked up from her work, startled by the young man's sudden vehemence.
text_transcription: YOU DIDN'T LIKE INDIA THEN MISTER DARRELL SHE SAID I HATED IT THE YOUNG MAN ANSWERED BETWEEN HIS SET TEETH THERE WAS SO MUCH SUPPRESSED FORCE IN LAUNCELOT DARRELL'S UTTERANCE OF THESE THREE WORDS THAT ELEANOR LOOKED UP FROM HER WORK STARTLED BY THE YOUNG MAN'S SUDDEN VEHEMENCE
phonemes: "juː dˈɪdnt lˈaɪk ˈɪndiə, ðˈɛn, mˈɪstɚ. dˈæɹəl?" ʃiː sˈɛd. " aɪ hˈeɪɾᵻd ɪt," ðə jˈʌŋ mˈæn ˈænsɚd, bᵻtwˌiːn hɪz sˈɛt tˈiːθ. ðɛɹwˌʌz sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ səpɹˈɛst fˈɔːɹs ɪn lˈɔːns lˈɑːt dˈæɹənz ˈʌɾɚɹəns ʌv ðiːz θɹˈiː wˈɜːdz, ðæt ᵻlˈiːnɚ lˈʊkt ˌʌp fɹʌm hɜː wˈɜːk, stˈɑːɹɾəld baɪ ðə jˈʌŋ mˈænz sˈʌdən vˈiəməns.