text_original: Claude asked, as he seated himself by Vera's side. "Was our walk through the streets too much for you? I should never forgive myself if    " "You have nothing to be sorry for. The walk was delightful. My aunt and Susie have been talking of unpleasant things." "What kind of things?"
text_transcription: CLAUDE ASKED AS HE SEATED HIMSELF BY VERA'S SIDE WAS OUR WALK THROUGH THE STREETS TOO MUCH FOR YOU I SHOULD NEVER FORGIVE MYSELF IF YOU HAVE NOTHING TO BE SORRY FOR THE WALK WAS DELIGHTFUL MY AUNT AND SUSIE HAVE BEEN TALKING OF UNPLEASANT THINGS WHAT KIND OF THINGS
phonemes: klˈɔːd ˈæskt, æz hiː sˈiːɾᵻd hɪmsˈɛlf baɪ vˈiəɹəz sˈaɪd. "wʌz ˌaʊɚ wˈɔːk θɹuː ðə stɹˈiːts tˈuː mʌtʃ fɔːɹ juː? aɪ ʃˌʊd nˈɛvɚ fɚɡˈɪv maɪsˈɛlf ɪf    " "juː hæv nˈʌθɪŋ təbi sˈɑːɹi fɔːɹ. ðə wˈɔːk wʌz dᵻlˈaɪtfəl. maɪ ˈænt ænd sˈuːzi hɐvbɪn tˈɔːkɪŋ ʌv ʌnplˈɛzənt θˈɪŋz." "wˌʌt kˈaɪnd ʌv θˈɪŋz?"