text_original: This is scarcely true, but he is bent on giving her mind a happier turn if possible. "What's the good of talking to me like that, Freddy," says she reproachfully. "You know one never forgets anything of that sort. A slight I mean; and from one's own family. You are always thinking of it; you know you are."
text_transcription: THIS IS SCARCELY TRUE BUT HE IS BENT ON GIVING HER MIND A HAPPIER TURN IF POSSIBLE WHAT'S THE GOOD OF TALKING TO ME LIKE THAT FREDDY SAYS SHE REPROACHFULLY YOU KNOW ONE NEVER GETS ANYTHING OF THAT SORT A SLIGHT I MEAN AND FROM ONE'S OWN FAMILY YOU ARE ALWAYS THINKING OF IT YOU KNOW YOU ARE
phonemes: ðɪs ɪz skˈɛɹsli tɹˈuː, bˌʌt hiː ɪz bˈɛnt ˌɔn ɡˈɪvɪŋ hɜː mˈaɪnd ɐ hˈæpɪɚ tˈɜːn ɪf pˈɑːsᵻbəl. "wˌʌts ðə ɡˈʊd ʌv tˈɔːkɪŋ tə mˌiː lˈaɪk ðˈæt, fɹˈɛdi," sˈɛz ʃiː ɹᵻpɹˈoʊtʃfəli. "juː nˈoʊ wˈʌn nˈɛvɚ fɚɡˈɛts ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ ʌv ðæt sˈɔːɹt. ɐ slˈaɪt aɪ mˈiːn; ænd fɹʌm wˈʌnz ˈoʊn fˈæmɪli. juː ɑːɹ ˈɔːlweɪz θˈɪŋkɪŋ ʌv ɪt; juː nˈoʊ juː ɑːɹ."