text_original: I had not power to utter one word in my own vindication, but stood motionless and silent, while everybody present made their respective remarks on what appeared against me. The servants said they were sorry for my misfortune, and went away repeating, "Who would have thought it?"
text_transcription: I HAD NOT POWER TO UTTER ONE WORD IN MY OWN VINDICATION BUT STOOD MOTIONLESS AND SILENT WHILE EVERYBODY PRESENT MADE THEIR RESPECTIVE REMARKS ON WHAT APPEARED AGAINST ME THE SERVANTS SAID THEY WERE SORRY FOR MY MISFORTUNE AND WENT AWAY REPEATING WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT IT
phonemes: aɪ hæd nˌɑːt pˈaʊɚ tʊ ˈʌɾɚ wˈʌn wˈɜːd ɪn maɪ ˈoʊn vˌɪndɪkˈeɪʃən, bˌʌt stˈʊd mˈoʊʃənləs ænd sˈaɪlənt, wˌaɪl ˈɛvɹɪbˌɑːdi pɹˈɛzənt mˌeɪd ðɛɹ ɹᵻspˈɛktɪv ɹᵻmˈɑːɹks ˌɔn wʌt ɐpˈɪɹd ɐɡˈɛnst mˌiː. ðə sˈɜːvənts sˈɛd ðeɪ wɜː sˈɑːɹi fɔːɹ maɪ mɪsfˈɔːɹtʃʊn, ænd wɛnt ɐwˈeɪ ɹᵻpˈiːɾɪŋ, "hˌuː wʊdhɐv θˈɔːt ɪt?"