text_original: "Whose heart?" Elsie looked up at him with grave, questioning eyes. "My cousin Lily's. It's quite an old affair." "Oh, yes, we'll all go out on the terrace. No, Mrs. Tell, we shan't take cold. It can't be done to night."
text_transcription: WHOSE HEART ELSIE LOOKED UP AT HIM WITH GRAVE QUESTIONING EYES MY COUSIN LILIES IT'S QUITE AN OLD AFFAIR OH YES WE'LL ALL GO OUT ON THE TERRACE NO MISSUS TELL WE SHAN'T TAKE COLD IT CAN'T BE DONE TO NIGHT
phonemes: "hˌuːz hˈɑːɹt?" ˈɛlsi lˈʊkt ˌʌp æt hˌɪm wɪð ɡɹˈeɪv, kwˈɛstʃənɪŋ ˈaɪz. "maɪ kˈʌzən lˈɪliz. ɪts kwˈaɪt ɐn ˈoʊld ɐfˈɛɹ." "ˈoʊ, jˈɛs, wiːl ˈɔːl ɡˌoʊ ˈaʊt ɔnðə tˈɛɹɪs. nˈoʊ, mˈɪsɪz. tˈɛl, wiː ʃˌɑːnt tˈeɪk kˈoʊld. ɪt kˈænt biː dˈʌn tə nˈaɪt."