text_original: You promised me the pardon of twelve unhappy prisoners, and I put no faith in your promise, being unable to guess that you were the viceroy's son ; and you, my lord, who reckoned upon your power and your rank when you made me that promise — " Ordener finished the thought which Athauasius Munder dared not put into words.
text_transcription: YOU PROMISED ME THE PARDON OF TWELVE UNHAPPY PRISONERS AND I PUT NO FAITH IN YOUR PROMISE BEING UNABLE TO GUESS THAT YOU WERE THE VICE FOR HIS SON AND YOU MY LORD WHOCKONED UPON YOUR POWER AND YOUR RANK WHEN YOU MADE ME THAT PROMISE ORDNA FINISH THE THOUGHT WHICH ETHANASIUS WONDER DARED NOT PUT INTO WORDS
phonemes: juː pɹˈɑːmɪst mˌiː ðə pˈɑːɹdən ʌv twˈɛlv ʌnhˈæpi pɹˈɪzənɚz, ænd aɪ pˌʊt nˈoʊ fˈeɪθ ɪn jʊɹ pɹˈɑːmɪs, bˌiːɪŋ ʌnˈeɪbəl tə ɡˈɛs ðæt juː wɜː ðə vˈaɪsɹɔɪz sˈʌn ; ænd juː, maɪ lˈɔːɹd, hˌuː ɹˈɛkənd əpˌɑːn jʊɹ pˈaʊɚ ænd jʊɹ ɹˈæŋk wɛn juː mˌeɪd mˌiː ðæt pɹˈɑːmɪs — " ˈɔːɹdənɚ fˈɪnɪʃt ðə θˈɔːt wˌɪtʃ ˌæθəˈeɪsɪəs mˈʌndɚ dˈɛɹd nˌɑːt pˌʊt ˌɪntʊ wˈɜːdz.