text_original: At length, casting a languishing look at me, she pronounced with a feeble voice, "Dear Mr. Random, I do not deserve this concern at your hands: I am a vile creature, who had a base design upon your person—suffer me, to expiate that, and all my other crimes, by a miserable death, which will not fail to overtake me in a few hours."
text_transcription: AT LENGTH CASTING A LANGUISHING LOOK AT ME SHE PRONOUNCED WITH A FEEBLE VOICE DEAR MISTER RANDOM I DO NOT DESERVE THIS CONCERN AT YOUR HANDS I AM A VILE CREATURE WHO HAD A BASE DESIGN UPON YOUR PERSON SUFFER ME TO EXPIATE THAT IN ALL MY OTHER CRIMES BY A MISERABLE DEATH WHICH WILL NOT FAIL TO OVERTAKE ME IN A FEW HOURS
phonemes: æt lˈɛŋθ, kˈæstɪŋ ɐ lˈæŋɡwɪʃɪŋ lˈʊk æt mˌiː, ʃiː pɹənˈaʊnst wɪð ɐ fˈiːbəl vˈɔɪs, "dˈɪɹ mˈɪstɚ. ɹˈændəm, aɪ duːnˌɑːt dɪzˈɜːv ðɪs kənsˈɜːn æt jʊɹ hˈændz: aɪɐm ɐ vˈaɪl kɹˈiːtʃɚ, hˌuː hæd ɐ bˈeɪs dɪzˈaɪn əpˌɑːn jʊɹ pˈɜːsən—sˈʌfɚ mˌiː, tʊ ˈɛkspɪˌeɪt ðˈæt, ænd ˈɔːl maɪ ˈʌðɚ kɹˈaɪmz, baɪ ɐ mˈɪzɹəbəl dˈɛθ, wˌɪtʃ wɪl nˌɑːt fˈeɪl tʊ ˌoʊvɚtˈeɪk mˌiː ɪn ɐ fjˈuː ˈaʊɚz."