text_original: Turchill walked once round the little enclosure, discoursing graciously with Madeline, and then con  fessed to feeling chilly, and being afraid of the night air ; al  though a very clever doctor, with somewhat new fangled ideas, had told her that the air was as good by night as by day, pro  vided the weather were dry. ' I think I'll go indoors and sit in the drawing room till you come in to tea,' she said. ' I hope you won't think me rude.'
text_transcription: CHURCHILL WALKED ONCE ROUND THE LITTLE ENCLOSURE DISCOURSING GRACIOUSLY WITH MAGDALEN AND THEN CONFESSED TO FEELING CHILLY AND BEING AFRAID OF THE NIGHT AIR ALTHOUGH A VERY CLEVER DOCTOR WITH SOMEWHAT NEW FANGLED IDEAS HAD TOLD HER THAT THE AIR WAS AS GOOD BY NIGHT AS BY DAY PROVIDED THE WEATHER WERE DRY I THINK I'LL GO INDOORS AND SIT IN THE DRAWING ROOM TILL YOU COME IN TO TEA SHE SAID I HOPE YOU WON'T THINK ME RUDE
phonemes: tˈɜːtʃɪl wˈɔːkt wˈʌns ɹˈaʊnd ðə lˈɪɾəl ɛŋklˈoʊʒɚ, dˈɪskɔːɹsɪŋ ɡɹˈeɪʃəsli wɪð mˈædəlɪn, ænd ðˈɛn kˈɑːn fˈɛst tə fˈiːlɪŋ tʃˈɪli, ænd bˌiːɪŋ ɐfɹˈeɪd ʌvðə nˈaɪt ˈɛɹ ; ˈæl ðˌoʊ ɐ vˈɛɹi klˈɛvɚ dˈɑːktɚ, wɪð sˈʌmwʌt nˈuː fˈæŋɡəld aɪdˈiəz, hæd tˈoʊld hɜː ðætðɪ ˈɛɹ wʌz æz ɡˈʊd baɪ nˈaɪt æz baɪ dˈeɪ, pɹˈoʊ vˈaɪdᵻd ðə wˈɛðɚ wɜː dɹˈaɪ. aɪ θˈɪŋk aɪl ɡˌoʊ ɪndˈɔːɹz ænd sˈɪt ɪnðə dɹˈɔːɪŋ ɹˈuːm tˈɪl juː kˈʌm ɪn tə tˈiː,ʃiː sˈɛd. aɪ hˈoʊp juː woʊnt θˈɪŋk mˌiː ɹˈuːd.