text_original: That white  haired old man, with the gold headed cane, and the aristocratic appearance. She pointed him out eagerly to her fellow passenger. "That is papa — you see, — the handsome man. He is coming this way, but he doesn't see us. Oh, let me out, please; let me go to him ! " She trembled in her eagerness, and her fair face flushed crimson with excitement.
text_transcription: THAT WHITE HAIRED OLD MAN WITH THE GOLD HEADED CANE AND THE ARISTOCRATIC APPEARANCE SHE POINTED HIM OUT EAGERLY TO HER FELLOW PASSENGER THAT IS PAPA YOU SEE THE HANDSOME MAN HE IS COMING THIS WAY BUT HE DOESN'T SEE US OH LET ME OUT PLEASE LET ME GO TO HIM SHE TREMBLED IN HER EAGERNESS AND HER FAIR FACE FLUSHED CRIMSON WITH EXCITEMENT
phonemes: ðæt wˈaɪt hˈɛɹd ˈoʊld mˈæn, wɪððə ɡˈoʊld hˈɛdᵻd kˈeɪn, ænd ðɪ ɚɹˌɪstəkɹˈæɾɪk ɐpˈɪɹəns. ʃiː pˈɔɪntᵻd hˌɪm ˈaʊt ˈiːɡɚli tə hɜː fˈɛloʊ pˈæsɪndʒɚ. "ðæt ɪz pˈɑːpə — juː sˈiː, — ðə hˈændsʌm mˈæn. hiː ɪz kˈʌmɪŋ ðɪs wˈeɪ, bˌʌt hiː dˈʌzənt sˈiː ˌʌs. ˈoʊ, lˈɛt mˌiː ˈaʊt, plˈiːz; lˈɛt mˌiː ɡˈoʊ tə hˌɪm ! " ʃiː tɹˈɛmbəld ɪn hɜːɹ ˈiːɡɚnəs, ænd hɜː fˈɛɹ fˈeɪs flˈʌʃt kɹˈɪmsən wɪð ɛksˈaɪtmənt.