text_original: She stood in the midst of all this ruin, and looked at her own reflection in a Venetian glass riveted to the panelling, about the only object that had held its place through the storm.
text_transcription: SHE STOOD IN THE MIDST OF ALL THIS RUIN AND LOOKED AT HER OWN REFLECTION IN A VENETIAN GLASS RIVETED TO THE PANELLING ABOUT THE ONLY OBJECT THAT HAD HELD ITS PLACE THROUGH THE STORM
phonemes: ʃiː stˈʊd ɪnðə mˈɪdst ʌv ˈɔːl ðɪs ɹˈuːɪn, ænd lˈʊkt æt hɜːɹ ˈoʊn ɹᵻflˈɛkʃən ɪn ɐ vᵻnˈiːʃən ɡlˈæs ɹˈɪvɪɾᵻd tə ðə pˈænəlɪŋ, ɐbˌaʊt ðɪ ˈoʊnli ˈɑːbdʒɛkt ðæt hæd hˈɛld ɪts plˈeɪs θɹuː ðə stˈɔːɹm.