text_original: My meditation was employed in concerting with myself some method of revenge against Squire O'Donnell and his inamorata, whom I looked upon as the author of my misfortune; when miss, who was not at home at my arrival, entered my chamber, and saying she was sorry for the accident that had befallen me, asked if I suspected anybody to be the assassin; upon which I fixed my eyes steadfastly upon her and answered, "Yes."
text_transcription: MY MEDITATION WAS EMPLOYED IN CONCERTING WITH MYSELF SOME METHOD OF REVENGE AGAINST SQUIRE O'DONNELL AND HIS INAMORTA WHOM I LOOKED UPON AS THE AUTHOR OF MY MISFORTUNE WHEN MISS WHO WAS NOT AT HOME AT MY ARRIVAL ENTERED MY CHAMBER AND SAYING SHE WAS SORRY FOR THE ACCIDENT THAT HAD BEFALLEN ME ASKED IF I SUSPECTED ANYBODY TO BE THE ASSASSIN UPON WHICH I FIXED MY EYES STEADFASTLY UPON HER AND ANSWERED YES
phonemes: maɪ mˌɛdɪtˈeɪʃən wʌz ɛmplˈɔɪd ɪn kənsˈɜːɾɪŋ wɪð maɪsˈɛlf sˌʌm mˈɛθəd ʌv ɹᵻvˈɛndʒ ɐɡˈɛnst skwˈaɪɚɹ oʊdˈɑːnəl ænd hɪz ɪnˌæmɔːɹˈɑːɾə, hˈuːm aɪ lˈʊkt əpˌɑːn æz ðɪ ˈɔːθɚɹ ʌv maɪ mɪsfˈɔːɹtʃʊn; wˌɛn mˈɪs, hˌuː wʌz nˌɑːt æt hˈoʊm æt maɪ ɚɹˈaɪvəl, ˈɛntɚd maɪ tʃˈeɪmbɚ, ænd sˈeɪɪŋ ʃiː wʌz sˈɑːɹi fɚðɪ ˈæksɪdənt ðæt hæd bᵻfˈɔːlən mˌiː, ˈæskt ɪf aɪ səspˈɛktᵻd ˈɛnɪbˌɑːdi təbi ðɪ ɐsˈæsɪn; əpˌɑːn wˌɪtʃ aɪ fˈɪkst maɪ ˈaɪz stˈɛdfæstli əpˌɑːn hɜː ænd ˈænsɚd, "jˈɛs."