text_original: 'Come here and sit by me, child,' she whispered, tapping the fender stool with the point of her embroidered shoe, whereupon Daphne meekly crouched at the lady's feet, prepared for the worst. ' Why have you never been to the Rectory
text_transcription: COME HERE AND SIT BY ME CHILD SHE WHISPERED TAPPING THE FENDER STOOL WITH THE POINT OF HER EMBROIDERED SHOE WHEREUPON DAPHNE MEEKLY CROUCHED AT THE LADY'S FEET PREPARED FOR THE WORST WHY'VE OO NEVER BEEN TO THE RECTORY
phonemes: kˈʌm hˈɪɹ ænd sˈɪt baɪ mˌiː, tʃˈaɪld,ʃiː wˈɪspɚd, tˈæpɪŋ ðə fˈɛndɚ stˈuːl wɪððə pˈɔɪnt ʌv hɜːɹ ɛmbɹˈɔɪdɚd ʃˈuː, wˈɛɹəpˌɑːn dˈæfni mˈiːkli kɹˈaʊtʃt æt ðə lˈeɪdiz fˈiːt, pɹɪpˈɛɹd fɚðə wˈɜːst. wˌaɪ hæv juː nˈɛvɚ bˌɪn tə ðə ɹˈɛktɚɹi