text_original: " Nothing could be better for us than all this sad business, aunty," the scene painter said when he called in the Rue de l'Archeveque, and found his aunt alone in the little sitting room. Eleanor was lying down after the morning's excitement, while her friend packed her slender wardrobe and made all preparations for departure.
text_transcription: NOTHING COULD BE BETTER FOR US THAN ALL THIS SAD BUSINESS AUNTIE THE SCENE PAINTER SAID WHEN HE CALLED IN THE RUE DE LA CORVE AND FOUND HIS AUNT ALONE IN THE SITTING ROOM ELEANOR WAS LYING DOWN AFTER THE MORNING'S EXCITEMENT WHILE HER FRIEND PACKED HER SLENDER WARDROBE AND MADE ALL PREPARATIONS FOR DEPARTURE
phonemes: " nˈʌθɪŋ kʊd biː bˈɛɾɚ fɔːɹ ˌʌs ðɐn ˈɔːl ðɪs sˈæd bˈɪznəs, ˈænti," ðə sˈiːn pˈeɪntɚ sˈɛd wɛn hiː kˈɔːld ɪnðə ɹˈuː də ˈɛlˈɑːɹʃɪvˌɛk, ænd fˈaʊnd hɪz ˈænt ɐlˈoʊn ɪnðə lˈɪɾəl sˈɪɾɪŋ ɹˈuːm. ᵻlˈiːnɚ wʌz lˈaɪɪŋ dˌaʊn ˈæftɚ ðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋz ɛksˈaɪtmənt, wˌaɪl hɜː fɹˈɛnd pˈækt hɜː slˈɛndɚ wˈɔːɹdɹoʊb ænd mˌeɪd ˈɔːl pɹˌɛpɚɹˈeɪʃənz fɔːɹ dᵻpˈɑːɹtʃɚ.