text_original: With great difficulty he summoned up courage enough, again to beg for heaven's sake she would tell him what had occasioned her to leave her room at such an hour? She again exclaimed, 'it is Mr. Delamere, my Lord!' 'What of Mr. Delamere?  what of my son?' cried he, with infinite agitation.
text_transcription: WITH GREAT DIFFICULTY HE SUMMONED UP COURAGE ENOUGH AGAIN TO BEG FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE SHE WOULD TELL HIM WHAT HAD OCCASIONED HER TO LEAVE HER ROOM AT SUCH AN HOUR SHE AGAIN EXCLAIMED IT IS MISTER DELAMIR MY LORD WHAT OF MISTER DELA BEIR WHAT OF MY SON CRIED HE WITH INFINITE AGITATION
phonemes: wɪð ɡɹˈeɪt dˈɪfɪkˌʌlti hiː sˈʌmənd ˌʌp kˈɜːɹɪdʒ ɪnˈʌf, ɐɡˈɛn tə bˈɛɡ fɔːɹ hˈɛvənz sˈeɪk ʃiː wʊd tˈɛl hˌɪm wʌt hæd əkˈeɪʒənd hɜː tə lˈiːv hɜː ɹˈuːm æt sˈʌtʃ ɐn ˈaʊɚ? ʃiː ɐɡˈɛn ɛksklˈeɪmd, ɪɾ ɪz mˈɪstɚ. dᵻlˈæmɪɹ, maɪ lˈɔːɹd!wˌʌt ʌv mˈɪstɚ. dᵻlˈæmɪɹ?  wˌʌt ʌv maɪ sˈʌn?kɹˈaɪd hiː, wɪð ˈɪnfɪnət ˌædʒɪtˈeɪʃən.