text_original: "Is anything the matter?" enquired Miss Ruth, anxiously. "No, no!" said Marjolaine, laughing. "Yes," she went on, when the others had resumed their conversation, "married secretly to morrow. Swear you won't tell anybody if you live to be ninety!" "Yes! oh, yes!" cried Barbara, hopping from twig to twig. (I cannot help it: she really was exactly like a bird!) "I mean, No! oh, no!"
text_transcription: IS ANYTHING THE MATTER INQUIRED MISS RUTH ANXIOUSLY NO NO SAID MARGEALINE LAUGHING YES SHE WENT ON WHEN THE OTHERS HAD RESUMED THEIR CONVERSATION MARRIED SECRETLY TO MORROW SWEAR YOU WON'T TELL ANYBODY IF YOU LIVE TO BE NINETY YES OH YES CRIED BARBARA HOPPING FROM TWIG TO TWIG I CANNOT HELP IT SHE REALLY WAS EXACTLY LIKE A BIRD I MEAN NO OH NO
phonemes: "ɪz ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ ðə mˈæɾɚ?" ɛŋkwˈaɪɚd mˈɪs ɹˈuːθ, ˈæŋʃəsli. "nˈoʊ, nˈoʊ!" sˈɛd mˈɑːɹdʒəlˌeɪn, lˈæfɪŋ. "jˈɛs," ʃiː wɛnt ˈɔn, wˌɛn ðɪ ˈʌðɚz hæd ɹᵻzˈuːmd ðɛɹ kɑːnvɚsˈeɪʃən, "mˈæɹid sˈiːkɹᵻtli tə mˈɑːɹoʊ. swˈɛɹ juː woʊnt tˈɛl ˈɛnɪbˌɑːdi ɪf juː lˈɪv təbi nˈaɪnti!" "jˈɛs! ˈoʊ, jˈɛs!" kɹˈaɪd bˈɑːɹbɚɹə, hˈɑːpɪŋ fɹʌm twˈɪɡ tə twˈɪɡ. (aɪ kænˈɑːt hˈɛlp ɪt: ʃiː ɹˈiəli wʌz ɛɡzˈæktli lˈaɪk ɐ bˈɜːd!) "aɪ mˈiːn, nˈoʊ! ˈoʊ, nˈoʊ!"