text_original: " Pray God you may be right," said Disney, with a sigh. " I am no judge of character." He turned abruptly, and skirted the hill on his way to the gardens of the Villa Borgbese, where he found shade and seclusion in the early afternoon.
text_transcription: PRAY GOD YOU MAY BE RIGHT SAID DIZZNEY WITH A SIGH I'M NO JUDGE OF CHARACTER HE TURNED ABRUPTLY AND SKIRTED THE HILL ON HIS WAY TO THE GARDENS OF THE VILLA BORGAZI WHERE HE FOUND SHADE AND SECLUSION IN THE EARLY AFTERNOON
phonemes: " pɹˈeɪ ɡˈɑːd juː mˈeɪ biː ɹˈaɪt," sˈɛd dˈɪzni, wɪð ɐ sˈaɪ. " aɪɐm nˈoʊ dʒˈʌdʒ ʌv kˈæɹɪktɚ." hiː tˈɜːnd ɐbɹˈʌptli, ænd skˈɜːɾᵻd ðə hˈɪl ˌɔn hɪz wˈeɪ tə ðə ɡˈɑːɹdənz ʌvðə vˈɪlə bˈɔːɹɡbiːz, wˌɛɹ hiː fˈaʊnd ʃˈeɪd ænd sᵻklˈuːʒən ɪnðɪ ˈɜːli ˌæftɚnˈuːn.