text_original: " Let him wonder. He won't wait very long, you may be assured. He will guess what has happened. In the con  fusion of carriages you took the wrong one. Isola, I am going to leave Cornwall to night— to leave England— perhaps never to return.
text_transcription: LET HIM WONDER HE WON'T WAIT VERY LONG YOU MAY BE ASSURED HE WILL GUESS WHAT HAS HAPPENED IN THE CONFUSION OF CARRIAGES YOU TOOK THE WRONG ONE IZZOLA I AM GOING TO LEAVE CORNWALL TO NIGHT TO LEAVE ENGLAND PERHAPS NEVER TO RETURN
phonemes: " lˈɛt hˌɪm wˈʌndɚ. hiː woʊnt wˈeɪt vˈɛɹi lˈɔŋ, juː mˈeɪ biː əʃˈʊɹd. hiː wɪl ɡˈɛs wʌt hɐz hˈæpənd. ɪnðə kˈɑːn fjˈuːʒən ʌv kˈæɹɪdʒᵻz juː tˈʊk ðə ɹˈɔŋ wˌʌn. aɪsˈoʊlə, aɪɐm ɡˌoʊɪŋ tə lˈiːv kˈɔːɹnwɔːl tə nˈaɪt— tə lˈiːv ˈɪŋɡlənd— pɚhˈæps nˈɛvɚ tə ɹᵻtˈɜːn.