text_original: "My love," the old man said, hesitatingly, UPON THE THRESHOLD OF A GREAT SORROW. 89 nervously trifling with his glove as he spoke : " do you think you could find your way back to the Rue de PArcheveque ? n " Find ray way back ? "Why, papa ? " " I — I mean, could you find your way back a — alone." " Alone ! " She echoed the word with a look of mingled disappointment and alarm. " Alone, papa ? " But here the Frenchman interposed eagerly.
text_transcription: MY LOVE THE OLD MAN SAID HESITATINGLY NERVOUSLY TRIFLING WITH HIS GLOVE AS HE SPOKE DO YOU THINK YOU COULD FIND YOUR WAY BACK TO THE RUE DE LA ARCHAVE FIND MY WAY BACK WHY PAPA I MEAN I I MEAN COULD YOU FIND YOUR WAY BACK A ALONE ALONE SHE ECHOED THE WORD WITH A LOOK OF MINGLED DISAPPOINTMENT AND ALARM ALONE PAPA BUT HERE THE FRENCHMAN INTERPOSED EAGERLY
phonemes: "maɪ lˈʌv," ðɪ ˈoʊld mˈæn sˈɛd, hˈɛzᵻtˌeɪɾɪŋli, əpˌɑːn ðə θɹˈɛʃoʊld əvə ɡɹˈeɪt sˈɑːɹoʊ. ˈeɪɾi nˈaɪn nˈɜːvəsli tɹˈaɪflɪŋ wɪð hɪz ɡlˈʌv æz hiː spˈoʊk : " dˈuː juː θˈɪŋk juː kʊd fˈaɪnd jʊɹ wˈeɪ bˈæk tə ðə ɹˈuː də pˈiː ˌɑːɹtʃˈiːvk ? ˈɛn " fˈaɪnd ɹˈeɪ wˈeɪ bˈæk ? "wˈaɪ, pˈɑːpə ? " " ˈaɪ — aɪ mˈiːn, kʊd juː fˈaɪnd jʊɹ wˈeɪ bˈæk ˈeɪ — ɐlˈoʊn." " ɐlˈoʊn ! " ʃiː ˈɛkoʊd ðə wˈɜːd wɪð ɐ lˈʊk ʌv mˈɪŋɡəld dˌɪsɐpˈɔɪntmənt ænd ɐlˈɑːɹm. " ɐlˈoʊn, pˈɑːpə ? " bˌʌt hˈɪɹ ðə fɹˈɛntʃmən ˌɪntɚpˈoʊzd ˈiːɡɚli.