text_original: She lay all of a heap. Down I plumped on my knees beside her. " Pollie 1 " I cried. " Has he killed you ? " " No fear," said the policeman. " She's only a bit queer. I shouldn't be surprised if they've played the same sort of trick on her they tried to play*on you."
text_transcription: SHE LAY ALL OF A HEAP DOWN I PLUMPED ON MY KNEES BESIDE HER POLLY I CRIED HAS HE KILLED YOU NO FEAR SAID THE POLICEMAN SHE'S ONLY A BIT QUEER I SHOULDN'T BE SURPRISED IF THEY'VE PLAYED THE SAME SORT OF TRICK ON HER THEY TRIED TO PLAY ON YOU
phonemes: ʃiː lˈeɪ ˈɔːl əvə hˈiːp. dˌaʊn aɪ plˈʌmpt ˌɔn maɪ nˈiːz bᵻsˈaɪd hɜː. " pˈɑːli wˈʌn " aɪ kɹˈaɪd. " hɐz hiː kˈɪld juː ? " " nˈoʊ fˈɪɹ," sˈɛd ðə pəlˈiːsmən. " ʃiːz ˈoʊnli ɐ bˈɪt kwˈɪɹ. aɪ ʃˌʊdənt biː sɚpɹˈaɪzd ɪf ðeɪv plˈeɪd ðə sˈeɪm sˈɔːɹt ʌv tɹˈɪk ˌɔn hɜː ðeɪ tɹˈaɪd tə plˈeɪ ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈɔn juː."