text_original: "I wrote down the things of any account what happened," said she, "as you told me to, and while I was about it I thought I'd make it like a novel. It would be jus' as true, and p'r'aps more amusin'. I suppose you don't mind?" No, we didn't mind. So she went on.
text_transcription: I WROTE DOWN THE THINGS OF ANY ACCOUNT WHAT HAPPENED SAID SHE AS YOU TOLD ME TO AND WHILE I WAS ABOUT IT I THOUGHT I'D MAKE IT LIKE A NOVEL IT WOULD BE A JUST AS TRUE AND PERHAPS MORE AMUSING I SUPPOSE YOU DON'T MIND NO WE DIDN'T MIND SO SHE WENT ON
phonemes: "aɪ ɹˈoʊt dˌaʊn ðə θˈɪŋz ʌv ˌɛni ɐkˈaʊnt wʌt hˈæpənd," sˈɛd ʃiː, "æz juː tˈoʊld mˌiː tuː, ænd wˌaɪl aɪ wʌz ɐbˌaʊt ɪɾ aɪ θˈɔːt aɪd mˌeɪk ɪt lˈaɪk ɐ nˈɑːvəl. ɪt wʊd biː dʒˈʌs æz tɹˈuː, ænd pˈiːɹˈæps mˈɔːɹ ˈæmjuːzən. aɪ səpˈoʊz juː dˈoʊnt mˈaɪnd?" nˈoʊ, wiː dˈɪdnt mˈaɪnd. sˌoʊ ʃiː wɛnt ˈɔn.