text_original: It was with quite a sense of shock I realised that this was the case. It seemed so selfish. The feeling of solitude it conveyed was frightful. I could hear her gentle breathing coming from the bed ; I myself hardly dared to breathe at all. Half an inch of candle was guttering on the mantelpiece. By its light I could see that she lay on her left side, looking to  wards the wall, and that she did not appear to have moved since she had first lain down. I called to her : " Pollie
text_transcription: IT WAS WITH QUITE A SENSE OF SHOCK I REALIZED THAT THIS WAS THE CASE IT SEEMED SO SELFISH THE FEELING OF SOLITUDE IT CONVEYED WAS FRIGHTFUL I COULD HEAR HER GENTLE BREATHING COMING FROM THE BED I MYSELF HARDLY DARED TO BREATHE AT ALL HALF AN INCH OF CANDLE WAS SCUTTERING ON THE MANTEL PIECE BY ITS LIGHT I COULD SEE THAT SHE LAY ON HER LEFT SIDE LOOKING TOWARDS THE WALL AND THAT SHE DID NOT APPEAR TO HAVE MOVED SINCE SHE HAD FIRST LAIN DOWN I CALLED TO HER POLLY
phonemes: ɪt wʌz wɪð kwˈaɪt ɐ sˈɛns ʌv ʃˈɑːk aɪ ɹˈiːəlaɪzd ðæt ðɪs wʌzðə kˈeɪs. ɪt sˈiːmd sˌoʊ sˈɛlfɪʃ. ðə fˈiːlɪŋ ʌv sˈɑːlɪtˌuːd ɪt kənvˈeɪd wʌz fɹˈaɪtfəl. aɪ kʊd hˈɪɹ hɜː dʒˈɛntəl bɹˈiːðɪŋ kˈʌmɪŋ fɹʌmðə bˈɛd ; aɪ maɪsˈɛlf hˈɑːɹdli dˈɛɹd tə bɹˈiːð æɾ ˈɔːl. hˈæf ɐn ˈɪntʃ ʌv kˈændəl wʌz ɡˈʌɾɚɹɪŋ ɔnðə mˈæntəlpˌiːs. baɪ ɪts lˈaɪt aɪ kʊd sˈiː ðæt ʃiː lˈeɪ ˌɔn hɜː lˈɛft sˈaɪd, lˈʊkɪŋ tə wˈɔːɹdz ðə wˈɔːl, ænd ðæt ʃiː dɪdnˌɑːt ɐpˈɪɹ tə hæv mˈuːvd sˈɪns ʃiː hæd fˈɜːst lˈeɪn dˈaʊn. aɪ kˈɔːld tə hɜː : " pˈɑːli