text_original: ' I am very sorry,' she faltered. ' I see. You were fond of her yourself. I am desperately sorry. I should have liked you ever so much better for a brother.' ' Don't say that till you have seen Gerald. He has wonder  ful powers of fascination. He paints and poetises, and all that kind of thing, don't you know ; the sort of thing that pleases women. He can't ride a little bit — no seat — no hands.'
text_transcription: I'M VERY SORRY SHE FALTERED I SEE YOU ARE FOND OF HER YOURSELF I AM DESPERATELY SORRY I SHOULD HAVE LIKED YOU EVER SO MUCH BETTER FOR A BROTHER DON'T SAY THAT TILL YOU HAVE SEEN GERALD HE HAS WONDERFUL POWERS OF FASCINATION HE PAINTS AND POETISES AND ALL THAT KIND OF THING DON'T YOU KNOW THE SORT OF THING THAT PLEASES WOMEN HE CAN'T RIDE A LITTLE BIT NO SEAT NO HANDS
phonemes: aɪɐm vˈɛɹi sˈɑːɹi,ʃiː fˈɔltɚd. aɪ sˈiː. juː wɜː fˈɑːnd ʌv hɜː jɔːɹsˈɛlf. aɪɐm dˈɛspɚɹətli sˈɑːɹi. aɪ ʃˌʊdəv lˈaɪkt juː ˈɛvɚ sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ bˈɛɾɚ fɚɹə bɹˈʌðɚ.dˈoʊnt sˈeɪ ðæt tˈɪl juː hæv sˈiːn dʒˈɛɹəld. hiː hɐz wˈʌndɚ fˈʌl pˈaʊɚz ʌv fˌæsᵻnˈeɪʃən. hiː pˈeɪnts ænd pˈoʊɪtˌaɪzᵻz, ænd ˈɔːl ðæt kˈaɪnd ʌv θˈɪŋ, dˈoʊnt juː nˈoʊ ; ðə sˈɔːɹt ʌv θˈɪŋ ðæt plˈiːzᵻz wˈɪmɪn. hiː kˈænt ɹˈaɪd ɐ lˈɪɾəl bˈɪt — nˈoʊ sˈiːt — nˈoʊ hˈændz.