text_original: 'But I cannot    .' 'Silence, Sibella!' cried my uncle. He fiercely recovered his upright posture; and then, for I was effectually silenced, he gradually and slowly fell back into his reclining station. Indeed, Miss Ashburn, I am in some instances still a mere child, as Mr. Valmont calls me; and yet, I wish you would account for it, for I do not know how, I feel every day bolder and bolder.
text_transcription: BUT I CANNOT SILENCE ISBELLA CRIED MY UNCLE HE FIERCELY RECOVERED HIS UPRIGHT POSTURE AND THEN FOR I WAS EFFECTUALLY SILENCED HE GRADUALLY AND SLOWLY FELL BACK INTO HIS RECLINING STATION INDEED MISS ASHBURN I AM IN SOME INSTANCES STILL A MERE CHILD AS MISTER VALMONT CALLS ME AND YET I WISH YOU WOULD ACCOUNT FOR IT FOR I DO NOT KNOW HOW I FEEL EVERY DAY BOLDER AND BOLDER
phonemes: bˌʌt aɪ kænˈɑːt    .sˈaɪləns, saɪbˈɛlə!kɹˈaɪd maɪ ˈʌŋkəl. hiː fˈɪɹsli ɹᵻkˈʌvɚd hɪz ˈʌpɹaɪt pˈɔstʃɚ; ænd ðˈɛn, fɔːɹ aɪ wʌz ɪfˈɛktʃuːəli sˈaɪlənst, hiː ɡɹˈædʒuːəli ænd slˈoʊli fˈɛl bˈæk ˌɪntʊ hɪz ɹᵻklˈaɪnɪŋ stˈeɪʃən. ˌɪndˈiːd, mˈɪs ˈæʃbɜːn, aɪɐm ɪn sˌʌm ˈɪnstənsᵻz stˈɪl ɐ mˈɪɹ tʃˈaɪld, æz mˈɪstɚ. vˈælmɔnt kˈɔːlz mˌiː; ænd jˈɛt, aɪ wˈɪʃ juː wʊd ɐkˈaʊnt fɔːɹ ɪt, fɔːɹ aɪ duːnˌɑːt nˈoʊ hˈaʊ, aɪ fˈiːl ˈɛvɹi dˈeɪ bˈoʊldɚ ænd bˈoʊldɚ.