text_original: "And where are all the other rows," I asked; "I suppose blight didn't carry off roots and all of the remainder?" "No, 'twere slugs, I warrant, or birds, or else the seed were stale, maybe." Ursula carefully turned over the rest of the ground later on, but never a glimmer of a benighted bean did she find. Still, Ananias was, as usual, quite willing to be obliging.
text_transcription: AND WHERE ARE ALL THE OTHER ROSE I ASKED I S'POSE BLIGHT DIDN'T CARRY OFF ROOTS IN ALL THE REMAINDER NO TWAS SLUGS I WARRANT ALL BIRDS OR ELSE THE SEED WAS STALE MAYBE URSULA CAREFULLY TURNED OVER THE REST OF THE GROUND LATER ON BUT NEVER A GLIMMER OF A BENIGHTED BEAN DID SHE FIND STILL ANNA AND IAS WAS AS USUAL QUITE WILLING TO BE OBLIGING
phonemes: "ænd wˌɛɹ ɑːɹ ˈɔːl ðɪ ˈʌðɚ ɹˈoʊz," aɪ ˈæskt; "aɪ səpˈoʊz blˈaɪt dˈɪdnt kˈæɹi ˈɔf ɹˈuːts ænd ˈɔːl ʌvðə ɹᵻmˈeɪndɚ?" "nˈoʊ, twˈɪɹ slˈʌɡz, aɪ wˈɔːɹənt, ɔːɹ bˈɜːdz, ɔːɹ ˈɛls ðə sˈiːd wɜː stˈeɪl, mˈeɪbiː." ˈɜːsjʊlə kˈɛɹfəli tˈɜːnd ˌoʊvɚ ðə ɹˈɛst ʌvðə ɡɹˈaʊnd lˈeɪɾɚɹ ˈɔn, bˌʌt nˈɛvɚɹ ɐ ɡlˈɪmɚɹ əvə bᵻnˈaɪɾᵻd bˈiːn dˈɪd ʃiː fˈaɪnd. stˈɪl, ænˈeɪniəz wʌz, æz jˈuːʒuːəl, kwˈaɪt wˈɪlɪŋ təbi əblˈaɪdʒɪŋ.