text_original: Anne might plead and cry as she liked  and did, for her terror was very real. Her imagination had run away with her and she held the spruce grove in mortal dread after nightfall. But Marilla was inexorable.
text_transcription: ANNE MIGHT PLEAD AND CRY AS SHE LIKED AND DID FOR HER TERROR WAS VERY REAL HER IMAGINATION HAD RUN AWAY WITH HER AND SHE HELD THE SPRUCE GROVE IN MORTAL DREAD AFTER NIGHTFALL BUT MARILLA WAS INEXORABLE
phonemes: ˈæn mˌaɪt plˈiːd ænd kɹˈaɪ æz ʃiː lˈaɪkt ænd dˈɪd, fɔːɹ hɜː tˈɛɹɚ wʌz vˈɛɹi ɹˈiːəl. hɜːɹ ɪmˌædʒᵻnˈeɪʃən hæd ɹˈʌn ɐwˈeɪ wɪð hɜː ænd ʃiː hˈɛld ðə spɹˈuːs ɡɹˈoʊv ɪn mˈɔːɹɾəl dɹˈɛd ˈæftɚ nˈaɪtfɔːl. bˌʌt mæɹˈɪlə wʌz ɪnˈɛksɚɹəbəl.