text_original: " It is he ; it is my brother ! " cried old Maase. And no less event than the arrival of her brother could have diverted her from the rapt admiration with which she listened to her husband's lengthy discourse.
text_transcription: IT IS HE IT IS MY BROTHER CRIED OLD MAZAR AND NO LESS EVENT THAN THE ARRIVAL OF HER BROTHER COULD HAVE DIVERTED HER FROM THE RAPT ADMIRATION WITH WHICH SHE LISTENED TO HER HUSBAND'S LENGTHY DISCOURSE
phonemes: " ɪɾ ɪz hiː ; ɪɾ ɪz maɪ bɹˈʌðɚ ! " kɹˈaɪd ˈoʊld mˈɑːs. ænd nˈoʊ lˈɛs ᵻvˈɛnt ðɐn ðɪ ɚɹˈaɪvəl ʌv hɜː bɹˈʌðɚ kˌʊdɐv daɪvˈɜːɾᵻd hɜː fɹʌmðə ɹˈæpt ˌædmɚɹˈeɪʃən wɪð wˌɪtʃ ʃiː lˈɪsənd tə hɜː hˈʌsbəndz lˈɛŋθi dˈɪskɔːɹs.