text_original: "Very improper language!" said Mrs. Busby coldly. "When a young lady speaks so of a young gentleman, what are we to think?" "I am not a young lady," said Rotha; "and he is not a young gentleman; at least, not very young; and you may think the truth, which is what I say."
text_transcription: VERY IMPROPER LANGUAGE SAID MISSUS BUSBY COLDLY WHEN A YOUNG LADY SPEAKS SO OF A YOUNG GENTLEMAN WHAT ARE WE TO THINK I AM NOT A YOUNG LADY SAID ROUTHOR AND HE IS NOT A YOUNG GENTLEMAN AT LEAST NOT VERY YOUNG AND YOU MAY THINK THE TRUTH WHICH IS WHAT I SAY
phonemes: "vˈɛɹi ɪmpɹˈɑːpɚ lˈæŋɡwɪdʒ!" sˈɛd mˈɪsɪz. bˈʌsbi kˈoʊldli. "wˌɛn ɐ jˈʌŋ lˈeɪdi spˈiːks sˌoʊ əvə jˈʌŋ dʒˈɛntəlmən, wˌʌt ɑːɹ wiː tə θˈɪŋk?" "aɪɐm nˌɑːɾə jˈʌŋ lˈeɪdi," sˈɛd ɹˈɑːθə; "ænd hiː ɪz nˌɑːɾə jˈʌŋ dʒˈɛntəlmən; æt lˈiːst, nˌɑːt vˈɛɹi jˈʌŋ; ænd juː mˈeɪ θˈɪŋk ðə tɹˈuːθ, wˌɪtʃ ɪz wʌt aɪ sˈeɪ."