text_original: "Come away, Babs!" She turned severely on poor Sir Peter, "Don't worry her, Sir Peter!" "Try to put some sense in her, Miss Marjory," said Ruth, as the two girls ran away, with their arms, as usual, round each others' waists. The Admiral was crushed.
text_transcription: COME AWAY BABS SHE TURNED SEVERELY ON POOR SIR PETER DON'T WORRY HER SIR PETER TRY TO PUT SOME SENSE IN HER MISS MARJORIE SAID RUTH AS THE TWO GIRLS RAN AWAY WITH THEIR ARMS AS USUAL ROUND EACH OTHER'S WAISTS THE ADMIRAL WAS CRUSHED
phonemes: "kˈʌm ɐwˈeɪ, bˈæbz!" ʃiː tˈɜːnd sᵻvˈɪɹli ˌɔn pˈʊɹ sˌɜː pˈiːɾɚ, "dˈoʊnt wˈʌɹi hɜː, sˌɜː pˈiːɾɚ!" "tɹˈaɪ tə pˌʊt sˌʌm sˈɛns ɪn hɜː, mˈɪs mˈɑːɹdʒɚɹi," sˈɛd ɹˈuːθ, æz ðə tˈuː ɡˈɜːlz ɹˈæn ɐwˈeɪ, wɪð ðɛɹ ˈɑːɹmz, æz jˈuːʒuːəl, ɹˈaʊnd ˈiːtʃ ˈʌðɚz wˈeɪsts. ðɪ ˈædmɜːɹəl wʌz kɹˈʌʃt.