text_original: Rotha found her room too cold to stay in, after the first heat of her wrath had passed off. The only warm place that she knew of, beside her aunt's dressing room, was the parlour; and after a little hesitation and shivering, she softly crept down the stairs.
text_transcription: DOROTHA FOUND HER ROOM TOO COLD TO STAY IN AFTER THE FIRST HEAT OF HER WRATH HAD PASSED OFF THE ONLY WARM PLACE THAT SHE KNEW OF BESIDE HER AUNT'S DRESSING ROOM WAS THE PARLOUR AND AFTER A LITTLE HESITATION AND SHIVERING SHE SOFTLY CREPT DOWN THE STAIRS
phonemes: ɹˈɑːθə fˈaʊnd hɜː ɹˈuːm tˈuː kˈoʊld tə stˈeɪ ˈɪn, ˈæftɚ ðə fˈɜːst hˈiːt ʌv hɜː ɹˈæθ hæd pˈæst ˈɔf. ðɪ ˈoʊnli wˈɔːɹm plˈeɪs ðæt ʃiː nˈuː ʌv, bᵻsˌaɪd hɜːɹ ˈænts dɹˈɛsɪŋ ɹˈuːm, wʌzðə pˈɑːɹlɚ; ænd ˈæftɚɹ ɐ lˈɪɾəl hˌɛzɪtˈeɪʃən ænd ʃˈɪvɚɹɪŋ, ʃiː sˈɔftli kɹˈɛpt dˌaʊn ðə stˈɛɹz.