text_original: It won't be the first that you have broken to night," added Rhoda, sharply. She wrapped Helen in her cloak, and tied her bonnet strings with her own hands. As they stood there, in the strange mingling of lamplight and moonlight, she could see that the lovely face looked half frightened and half mutinous.
text_transcription: IT WON'T BE THE FIRST THAT YOU HAVE BROKEN TO NIGHT ADDED RHODA SHARPLY SHE WRAPPED HELEN IN HER CLOAK AND TIED HER BONNET STRINGS WITH HER OWN HANDS AS THEY STOOD THERE IN THE STRANGE MINGLING OF LAMP LIGHT AND MOONLIGHT SHE COULD SEE THAT THE LOVELY FACE LOOKED HALF FRIGHTENED AND HALF MUTINOUS
phonemes: ɪt woʊnt biː ðə fˈɜːst ðæt juː hæv bɹˈoʊkən tə nˈaɪt," ˈædᵻd ɹˈoʊdə, ʃˈɑːɹpli. ʃiː ɹˈæpt hˈɛlən ɪn hɜː klˈoʊk, ænd tˈaɪd hɜː bˈɑːnɪt stɹˈɪŋz wɪð hɜːɹ ˈoʊn hˈændz. æz ðeɪ stˈʊd ðˈɛɹ, ɪnðə stɹˈeɪndʒ mˈɪŋɡəlɪŋ ʌv lˈæmplaɪt ænd mˈuːnlaɪt, ʃiː kʊd sˈiː ðætðə lˈʌvli fˈeɪs lˈʊkt hˈæf fɹˈaɪʔn̩d ænd hˈæf mjˈuːtɪnəs.