text_original: You will write to your sister by this afternoon's post, perhaps, my dear, and tell her that I did not try to rob you. I think you owe so much as that to your poor old father/' George Vane's daughter clung lovingly to his arm, looking up tenderly and entreatingly in his face.
text_transcription: YOU WILL WRITE TO YOUR SISTER BY THIS AFTERNOON'S POST PERHAPS MY DEAR AND TELL HER THAT I DID NOT TRY TO ROB YOU I THINK YOU OWE SO MUCH AS THAT TO YOUR POOR OLD FATHER GEORGE VANE'S DAUGHTER CLUNG LOVINGLY TO HIS ARM LOOKING UP TENDERLY AND ENTREATINGLY IN HIS FACE
phonemes: juː wɪl ɹˈaɪt tə jʊɹ sˈɪstɚ baɪ ðɪs ˌæftɚnˈuːnz pˈoʊst, pɚhˈæps, maɪ dˈɪɹ, ænd tˈɛl hɜː ðæt aɪ dɪdnˌɑːt tɹˈaɪ tə ɹˈɑːb juː. aɪ θˈɪŋk juː ˈoʊ sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ æz ðæt tə jʊɹ pˈʊɹ ˈoʊld fˈɑːðɚ slˈæʃ dʒˈɔːɹdʒ vˈeɪnz dˈɔːɾɚ klˈʌŋ lˈʌvɪŋli tə hɪz ˈɑːɹm, lˈʊkɪŋ ˌʌp tˈɛndɚli ænd ɛntɹˈiːɾɪŋli ɪn hɪz fˈeɪs.