text_original: Her sweet blue eyes looked up at Mr. Southwode with a sparkle in them. "Why should I wear a veil?" said Rotha. "It is the custom." "But I do not care in the least for custom. It's a nonsensical custom, too." "Brides are supposed to want a shield between them and the world," Mrs. Mowbray went on. She loved to tease, yet she never teased Rotha; one reason for which, no doubt, was that Rotha never could be teased.
text_transcription: HER SWEET BLUE EYES LOOKED UP AT MISTER SOUTHWARD WITH A SPARKLE IN THEM WHY SHOULD I WEAR A VEIL SAID ROTHA IT IS THE CUSTOM BUT I DO NOT CARE IN THE LEAST FOR CUSTOM IT IS A NONSENSICAL CUSTOM TOO BRIDES ARE SUPPOSED TO WANT A SHIELD BETWEEN THEM AND THE WORLD MISSUS MOWBRAY WENT ON SHE LOVED TO TEASE YET SHE NEVER TEASED ROTHA ONE REASON FOR WHICH NO DOUBT WAS THAT ROTHA NEVER COULD BE TEASED
phonemes: hɜː swˈiːt blˈuː ˈaɪz lˈʊkt ˌʌp æt mˈɪstɚ. sˈaʊθwoʊd wɪð ɐ spˈɑːɹkəl ɪn ðˌɛm. "wˌaɪ ʃˌʊd aɪ wˈɛɹ ɐ vˈeɪl?" sˈɛd ɹˈɑːθə. "ɪɾ ɪz ðə kˈʌstəm." "bˌʌt aɪ duːnˌɑːt kˈɛɹ ɪnðə lˈiːst fɔːɹ kˈʌstəm. ɪts ɐ nˌɑːnsˈɛnsɪkəl kˈʌstəm, tˈuː." "bɹˈaɪdz ɑːɹ səpˈoʊzd tə wˈɔnt ɐ ʃˈiːld bᵻtwˌiːn ðˌɛm ænd ðə wˈɜːld," mˈɪsɪz. mˈoʊbɹeɪ wɛnt ˈɔn. ʃiː lˈʌvd tə tˈiːz, jˈɛt ʃiː nˈɛvɚ tˈiːzd ɹˈɑːθə; wˈʌn ɹˈiːzən fɔːɹ wˈɪtʃ, nˈoʊ dˈaʊt, wʌz ðæt ɹˈɑːθə nˈɛvɚ kʊd biː tˈiːzd.