text_original: I'll tell you what, though, Eleanor, I'll take you to the Porte St. Martin to night — why should I deny my child an inno  cent pleasure? — I'll take you to the Porte St. Martin, unless — " George Vane paused, and a gloomy shadow crept over his face — a shade that made him look an old man. His youthfulness of appearance 82 entirely depended upon the buoyancy of a nature which, contended with age. The moment his spirits sank he looked what he was — an old man. " Unless what, papa, dearest ? " Eleanor asked.
text_transcription: I'LL TELL YOU WHAT THOUGH ELEANOR I'LL TAKE YOU TO THE PORTE SAINT MARTIN TO NIGHT WHY SHOULD I DENY MY CHILD AN INNOCENT PLEASURE I'LL TAKE YOU TO THE PORTE SAINT MARTIN UNLESS GEORGE VANE PAUSED AND A GLOOMY SHADOW CREPT OVER HIS FACE A SHADE THAT MADE HIM LOOK AN OLD MAN HIS YOUTHFULNESS OF APPEARANCE ENTIRELY DEPENDED UPON THE BUOYANCY OF A NATURE WHICH CONTENDED WITH AGE THE MOMENT HIS SPIRIT SANK HE LOOKED WHAT HE WAS AN OLD MAN UNLESS WHAT PAPA DEAREST ELEANOR ASKED
phonemes: aɪl tˈɛl juː wˈʌt, ðˌoʊ, ᵻlˈiːnɚ, aɪl tˈeɪk juː tə ðə pˈɔːɹt sənt. mˈɑːɹtɪn tə nˈaɪt — wˌaɪ ʃˌʊd aɪ dᵻnˈaɪ maɪ tʃˈaɪld ɐn ɪnnˈoʊ sˈɛnt plˈɛʒɚ? — aɪl tˈeɪk juː tə ðə pˈɔːɹt sənt. mˈɑːɹtɪn, ʌnlˈɛs — " dʒˈɔːɹdʒ vˈeɪn pˈɔːzd, ænd ɐ ɡlˈuːmi ʃˈædoʊ kɹˈɛpt ˌoʊvɚ hɪz fˈeɪs — ɐ ʃˈeɪd ðæt mˌeɪd hˌɪm lˈʊk ɐn ˈoʊld mˈæn. hɪz jˈuːθfəlnəs ʌv ɐpˈɪɹəns ˈeɪɾi tˈuː ɛntˈaɪɚli dᵻpˈɛndᵻd əpˌɑːn ðə bˈɔɪənsi əvə nˈeɪtʃɚ wˈɪtʃ, kəntˈɛndᵻd wɪð ˈeɪdʒ. ðə mˈoʊmənt hɪz spˈɪɹɪts sˈæŋk hiː lˈʊkt wˈʌt hiː wʌz — ɐn ˈoʊld mˈæn. " ʌnlˈɛs wˈʌt, pˈɑːpə, dˈɪɹɪst ? " ᵻlˈiːnɚɹ ˈæskt.