text_original: Come back, and we'll play ecarte as we used at Chelsea. You remember teaching me." Mr. Vane started, as if the tender grasp upon his arm had stung into his flesh. " I — I can't come home to night, Eleanor. At least, not for an hour. There — there are social laws, my dear, which must be observed ; and when — when a gentleman is asked to give another his revenge, he — he can't refuse. I'll put you into a carriage, my darling, if you think you can't find your way."
text_transcription: COME BACK AND WE'LL PLAY A CART AS WE USED AT CHELSEA YOU REMEMBER TEACHING ME MISTER VANE STARTED AS IF THE TENDER GRASP UPON HIS ARM HAD STUNG INTO HIS FLESH I I CAN'T COME HOME TO NIGHT ELEANOR AT LEAST NOT FOR AN HOUR THERE THERE ARE SOCIAL LAWS MY DEAR WHICH MUST BE OBSERVED AND WHEN A GENTLEMAN IS ASKED TO GIVE ANOTHER HIS REVENGE HE CAN'T REFUSE I'LL PUT YOU IN A CARRIAGE MY DARLING IF YOU THINK YOU CAN'T FIND YOUR WAY
phonemes: kˈʌm bˈæk, ænd wiːl plˈeɪ ˈɛkɑːɹt æz wiː jˈuːzd æt tʃˈɛlsiː. juː ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ tˈiːtʃɪŋ mˌiː." mˈɪstɚ. vˈeɪn stˈɑːɹɾᵻd, æz ɪf ðə tˈɛndɚ ɡɹˈæsp əpˌɑːn hɪz ˈɑːɹm hæd stˈʌŋ ˌɪntʊ hɪz flˈɛʃ. " ˈaɪ — aɪ kˈænt kˈʌm hˈoʊm tə nˈaɪt, ᵻlˈiːnɚ. æt lˈiːst, nˌɑːt fɚɹən ˈaʊɚ. ðˈɛɹ — ðɛɹˌɑːɹ sˈoʊʃəl lˈɔːz, maɪ dˈɪɹ, wˌɪtʃ mˈʌst biː əbzˈɜːvd ; ænd wˈɛn — wˌɛn ɐ dʒˈɛntəlmən ɪz ˈæskt tə ɡˈɪv ɐnˈʌðɚ hɪz ɹᵻvˈɛndʒ, hiː — hiː kˈænt ɹᵻfjˈuːz. aɪl pˌʊt juː ˌɪntʊ ɐ kˈæɹɪdʒ, maɪ dˈɑːɹlɪŋ, ɪf juː θˈɪŋk juː kˈænt fˈaɪnd jʊɹ wˈeɪ."