text_original: Rotha awaked at the bell summons. Her first thought was of last night's determination, to which she held fast; the next thought was, that it was Christmas day, and she must look at her gloves and Russia leather bag. She sprang up, and had half dressed herself before she remarked, lying on the empty bed opposite her own, some peculiar looking packages done up as usual in brown paper.
text_transcription: ROTHER AWAKED AT THE BELL SUMMONS HER FIRST THOUGHT WAS OF LAST NIGHT'S DETERMINATION TO WHICH SHE HELD FAST THE NEXT THOUGHT WAS THAT IT WAS CHRISTMAS DAY AND SHE MUST LOOK AT HER GLOVES AND RUSH A LEATHER BAG SHE SPRANG UP AND HAD HALF DRESSED HERSELF BEFORE SHE REMARKED LYING ON THE EMPTY BED OPPOSITE HER OWN SOME PECULIAR LOOKING PACKAGES DONE UP AS USUAL IN BROWN PAPER
phonemes: ɹˈɑːθə ɐwˈeɪkt æt ðə bˈɛl sˈʌmənz. hɜː fˈɜːst θˈɔːt wʌz ʌv lˈæst nˈaɪts dɪtˌɜːmᵻnˈeɪʃən, tə wˌɪtʃ ʃiː hˈɛld fˈæst; ðə nˈɛkst θˈɔːt wʌz, ðˌɐɾɪt wʌz kɹˈɪsməs dˈeɪ, ænd ʃiː mˈʌst lˈʊk æt hɜː ɡlˈʌvz ænd ɹˈʌʃə lˈɛðɚ bˈæɡ. ʃiː spɹˈæŋ ˈʌp, ænd hæd hˈæf dɹˈɛst hɜːsˈɛlf bᵻfˌɔːɹ ʃiː ɹᵻmˈɑːɹkt, lˈaɪɪŋ ɔnðɪ ˈɛmpti bˈɛd ˈɑːpəzˌɪt hɜːɹ ˈoʊn, sˌʌm pɪkjˈuːlɪɹ lˈʊkɪŋ pˈækɪdʒᵻz dˈʌn ˌʌp æz jˈuːʒuːəl ɪn bɹˈaʊn pˈeɪpɚ.