text_original: "_Did_ you write?" said Rotha, flashing the question now at him with her eyes. It was exactly one of the old looks, that he remembered, bright, deep, eager. Yet how the girl had changed! "I wrote a number of times." "To me?" "Yea. I got no answer." "How could I answer letters that I never had?" cried Rotha.
text_transcription: DID YOU WRITE SAID ROTHA FLASHING THE QUESTION NOW AT HIM WITH HER EYES IT WAS EXACTLY ONE OF THE OLD LOOKS THAT HE REMEMBERED BRIGHT DEEP EAGER YET HOW THE GIRL HAD CHANGED I WROTE A NUMBER OF TIMES TO ME YEA I GOT NO ANSWER HOW COULD I ANSWER LETTERS THAT I NEVER HAD CRIED ROTHA
phonemes: "dˈɪd juː ɹˈaɪt?" sˈɛd ɹˈɑːθə, flˈæʃɪŋ ðə kwˈɛstʃən nˈaʊ æt hˌɪm wɪð hɜːɹ ˈaɪz. ɪt wʌz ɛɡzˈæktli wˈʌn ʌvðɪ ˈoʊld lˈʊks, ðæt hiː ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd, bɹˈaɪt, dˈiːp, ˈiːɡɚ. jˈɛt hˌaʊ ðə ɡˈɜːl hæd tʃˈeɪndʒd! "aɪ ɹˈoʊt ɐ nˈʌmbɚɹ ʌv tˈaɪmz." "tə mˌiː?" "jˈeɪ. aɪ ɡɑːt nˈoʊ ˈænsɚ." "hˌaʊ kʊd aɪ ˈænsɚ lˈɛɾɚz ðæt aɪ nˈɛvɚ hˌæd?" kɹˈaɪd ɹˈɑːθə.