text_original: "My dear," said Mrs. Mowbray, with every feature in a quiver of mischief,  "do you think you have given over being wayward?" And Rotha's earnest gravity broke into laughter.
text_transcription: MY DEAR SAID MISSUS MOWBRAY WITH EVERY FEATURE IN A QUIVER OF MISCHIEF DO YOU THINK YOU HAVE GIVEN OVER BEING WAYWARD AND ROTHER'S EARNEST GRAVITY BROKE INTO LAUGHTER
phonemes: "maɪ dˈɪɹ," sˈɛd mˈɪsɪz. mˈoʊbɹeɪ, wɪð ˈɛvɹi fˈiːtʃɚɹ ɪn ɐ kwˈɪvɚɹ ʌv mˈɪstʃɪf,  "dˈuː juː θˈɪŋk juː hæv ɡˈɪvən ˌoʊvɚ bˌiːɪŋ wˈeɪwɚd?" ænd ɹˈɑːθəz ˈɜːnɪst ɡɹˈævᵻɾi bɹˈoʊk ˌɪntʊ lˈæftɚ.