text_original: Vera had flushed and paled while they were talking. "But tell me about it, Aunt Mildred," she said, with a kind of angry eagerness. "Where was the disgrace, more than in all such cases? A wicked woman, a foolish young man  very young, wasn't he?"
text_transcription: VERA HAD FLUSHED AND PALED WHILE THEY WERE TALKING BUT TELL ME ABOUT IT AUNT MILDRED SHE SAID WITH A KIND OF ANGRY EAGERNESS WHERE WAS THE DISGRACE MORE THAN IN ALL SUCH CASES A WICKED WOMAN A FOOLISH YOUNG MAN VERY YOUNG WASN'T HE
phonemes: vˈiəɹə hæd flˈʌʃt ænd pˈeɪld wˌaɪl ðeɪ wɜː tˈɔːkɪŋ. "bˌʌt tˈɛl mˌiː ɐbˈaʊt ɪt, ˈænt mˈɪldɹɪd," ʃiː sˈɛd, wɪð ɐ kˈaɪnd ʌv ˈæŋɡɹi ˈiːɡɚnəs. "wˌɛɹ wʌzðə dɪsɡɹˈeɪs, mˈɔːɹ ðɐn ɪn ˈɔːl sˈʌtʃ kˈeɪsᵻz? ɐ wˈɪkᵻd wˈʊmən, ɐ fˈuːlɪʃ jˈʌŋ mˈæn vˈɛɹi jˈʌŋ, wˈʌzn̩t hiː?"