text_original: In an instant Rhoda repented of her momentary harshness; somehow she had never loved Helen better than she did at that instant. "I'm sorry to spoil your pleasure, darling," she whispered; "but what will the father say if we are late?"
text_transcription: IN AN INSTANT RHODA REPENTED OF HER MOMENTARY HARSHNESS SOMEHOW SHE HAD NEVER LOVED HELEN BETTER THAN SHE DID AT THAT INSTANT I'M SORRY TO SPOIL YOUR PLEASURE DARLING SHE WHISPERED BUT WHAT WILL THE FATHER SAY IF WE ARE LATE
phonemes: ɪn ɐn ˈɪnstənt ɹˈoʊdɚ ɹᵻpˈɛntᵻd ʌv hɜː mˈoʊməntˌɛɹi hˈɑːɹʃnəs; sˈʌmhaʊ ʃiː hæd nˈɛvɚ lˈʌvd hˈɛlən bˈɛɾɚ ðɐn ʃiː dˈɪd æt ðæt ˈɪnstənt. "aɪm sˈɑːɹi tə spˈɔɪl jʊɹ plˈɛʒɚ, dˈɑːɹlɪŋ," ʃiː wˈɪspɚd; "bˌʌt wʌt wɪl ðə fˈɑːðɚ sˈeɪ ɪf wiː ɑːɹ lˈeɪt?"