text_original: ' Daphne,' said Edgar, ' I hope you haven't forgotten my mother. Mother, this is Daphne.' Mrs. Turchill drew back a pace or two with extreme deli  beration, and sank gracefully in the curtsy which she had been taught by the Leamington dancing  master — an undoubted Parisian — five and thirty years ago. After the curtsy she ex  tended her hand and allowed Daphne to shake it.
text_transcription: DAPHNE SAID EDGAR I HOPE YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN MY MOTHER MOTHER THIS IS DAPHNE MISSUS CHURCHILL DREW BACK A PACE OR TWO WITH EXTREME DELIBERATION AND SANK GRACEFULLY IN THE CURTSEY WHICH SHE HAD BEEN TAUGHT BY THE LEAMINGTON DANCING MASTER AN UNDOUBTED PARISIAN FIVE AND THIRTY YEARS AGO AFTER THE CURTSEY SHE EXTENDED HER HAND AND ALLOWED DAPHNE TO SHAKE IT
phonemes: dˈæfni,sˈɛd ˈɛdɡɚ, aɪ hˈoʊp juː hˈævənt fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩ maɪ mˈʌðɚ. mˈʌðɚ, ðɪs ɪz dˈæfni.mˈɪsɪz. tˈɜːtʃɪl dɹˈuː bˈæk ɐ pˈeɪs ɔːɹ tˈuː wɪð ɛkstɹˈiːm dˈɛli bᵻɹˈeɪʃən, ænd sˈæŋk ɡɹˈeɪsfəli ɪnðə kˈɜːtsi wˌɪtʃ ʃiː hɐdbɪn tˈɔːt baɪ ðə lˈɛmɪŋtən dˈænsɪŋ mˈæstɚ — ɐn ʌndˈaʊɾᵻd pæɹˈɪʒən — fˈaɪv ænd θˈɜːɾi jˈɪɹz ɐɡˈoʊ. ˈæftɚ ðə kˈɜːtsi ʃiː ˈɛks tˈɛndᵻd hɜː hˈænd ænd ɐlˈaʊd dˈæfni tə ʃˈeɪk ɪt.