text_original: "My dear," she whispered to Rotha, who attended and helped her, "they think all the world of a bit of cake! They never get it now, you know."
text_transcription: MY DEAR SHE WHISPERED TO ROTHA WHO ATTENDED AND HELPED HER THEY THINK ALL THE WORLD OF A BIT OF CAKE THEY NEVER GET IT NOW YOU KNOW
phonemes: "maɪ dˈɪɹ," ʃiː wˈɪspɚd tə ɹˈɑːθə, hˌuː ɐtˈɛndᵻd ænd hˈɛlpt hɜː, "ðeɪ θˈɪŋk ˈɔːl ðə wˈɜːld əvə bˈɪt ʌv kˈeɪk! ðeɪ nˈɛvɚ ɡɛt ɪt nˈaʊ, juː nˈoʊ."