text_original: "Where is she?" cried Warren as he reached the doorway. The boy shook his head. He was deathly pale, and trembled. "It is not your sister; you may be glad of that; but we must do something.
text_transcription: WHERE IS SHE CRIED WARREN AS HE REACHED THE DOORWAY THE BOY SHOOK HIS HEAD HE WAS DEATHLY PALE AND TREMBLED IT IS NOT YOUR SISTER YOU MAY BE GLAD OF THAT BUT WE MUST DO SOMETHING
phonemes: "wˈɛɹ ɪz ʃiː?" kɹˈaɪd wˈɔːɹən æz hiː ɹˈiːtʃt ðə dˈɔːɹweɪ. ðə bˈɔɪ ʃˈʊk hɪz hˈɛd. hiː wʌz dˈɛθli pˈeɪl, ænd tɹˈɛmbəld. "ɪɾ ɪz nˌɑːt jʊɹ sˈɪstɚ; juː mˈeɪ biː ɡlˈæd ʌv ðˈæt; bˌʌt wiː mˈʌst dˈuː sˈʌmθɪŋ.