text_original: Ethel's eyes fell, as if she were troubled by this serious and simple remark. She clasped her hands sadly, and a deep sigh heaved her breast. "Daughter." said the aged prisoner, "for some days you have looked pale, as if life had never warmed the blood in HANS OF ICELAND. 407 your veins.
text_transcription: ETHEL'S EYES FELL AS IF SHE WERE TROUBLED BY THIS SERIOUS AND SIMPLE REMARK SHE CLASPED HER HANDS SADLY AND A DEEP SIGH HEAVED HER BREAST DAUGHTER SAID THE AGED PRISONER FOR SOME DAYS YOU HAVE LOOKED PALE AS IF LIFE HAD NEVER WARMED THE BLOOD IN YOUR VEINS
phonemes: ˈɛθəlz ˈaɪz fˈɛl, æz ɪf ʃiː wɜː tɹˈʌbəld baɪ ðɪs sˈɪɹiəs ænd sˈɪmpəl ɹᵻmˈɑːɹk. ʃiː klˈæspt hɜː hˈændz sˈædli, ænd ɐ dˈiːp sˈaɪ hˈiːvd hɜː bɹˈɛst. "dˈɔːɾɚ." sˈɛd ðɪ ˈeɪdʒd pɹˈɪzənɚ, "fɔːɹ sˌʌm dˈeɪz juː hæv lˈʊkt pˈeɪl, æz ɪf lˈaɪf hæd nˈɛvɚ wˈɔːɹmd ðə blˈʌd ɪn hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. fˈɔːɹhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvən jʊɹ vˈeɪnz.