text_original: The gentleman at whose request we had come in, perceiving by my disconsolate looks the situation of my heart, which well nigh burst with grief and resentment, when the other stranger got up, and went away with my money, began in this manner:—"I am truly afflicted at your bad luck, and would willingly repair it, were it in my power. But what in the name of goodness could provoke you to tempt your fate so long?
text_transcription: THE GENTLEMAN AT WHOSE REQUEST WE HAD COME IN PERCEIVING BY MY DISCONSOLATE LOOKS THE SITUATION OF MY HEART WHICH WELL NIGH BURST WITH GRIEF AND RESENTMENT WHEN THE OTHER STRANGER GOT UP AND WENT AWAY WITH MY MONEY BEGAN IN THIS MANNER I AM TRULY AFFLICTED AT YOUR BAD LUCK AND WOULD WILLINGLY REPAIR IT WERE IT IN MY POWER BUT WHAT IN THE NAME OF GOODNESS COULD PROVOKE YOU TO TEMPT YOUR FATE SO LONG
phonemes: ðə dʒˈɛntəlmən æt hˌuːz ɹᵻkwˈɛst wiː hæd kˈʌm ˈɪn, pɚsˈiːvɪŋ baɪ maɪ dɪskˈɑːnsələt lˈʊks ðə sˌɪtʃuːˈeɪʃən ʌv maɪ hˈɑːɹt, wˌɪtʃ wˈɛl nˈaɪ bˈɜːst wɪð ɡɹˈiːf ænd ɹᵻzˈɛntmənt, wˌɛn ðɪ ˈʌðɚ stɹˈeɪndʒɚ ɡɑːt ˈʌp, ænd wɛnt ɐwˈeɪ wɪð maɪ mˈʌni, bɪɡˈæn ɪn ðɪs mˈænɚ:—"aɪɐm tɹˈuːli ɐflˈɪktᵻd æt jʊɹ bˈæd lˈʌk, ænd wʊd wˈɪlɪŋli ɹᵻpˈɛɹ ɪt, wɜːɹ ɪɾ ɪn maɪ pˈaʊɚ. bˌʌt wʌt ɪnðə nˈeɪm ʌv ɡˈʊdnəs kʊd pɹəvˈoʊk juː tə tˈɛmpt jʊɹ fˈeɪt sˌoʊ lˈɔŋ?