text_original: He gained the top of the steps and, crossing unsteadily to Evelyn, laid the baby in her arms. Its little pinched face, and bloodstained dress prepared her for Warren's story. "It is nearly starved," she said. "What shall we give it?"
text_transcription: HE GAINED THE TOP OF THE STEPS AND CROSSING UNSTEADILY TO EVELYN LAID THE BABY IN HER ARMS ITS LITTLE PINCHED FACE AND BLOOD STAINED DRESS PREPARED HER FOR WAR AND STORY IT IS NEARLY STARVED SHE SAID WHAT SHALL WE GIVE IT
phonemes: hiː ɡˈeɪnd ðə tˈɑːp ʌvðə stˈɛps ænd, kɹˈɔsɪŋ ʌnstˈɛdili tʊ ˈiːvlɪn, lˈeɪd ðə bˈeɪbi ɪn hɜːɹ ˈɑːɹmz. ɪts lˈɪɾəl pˈɪntʃt fˈeɪs, ænd blˈʌdsteɪnd dɹˈɛs pɹɪpˈɛɹd hɜː fɔːɹ wˈɔːɹənz stˈɔːɹi. "ɪɾ ɪz nˌɪɹli stˈɑːɹvd," ʃiː sˈɛd. "wˌʌt ʃˌæl wiː ɡˈɪv ɪt?"