text_original: The little spot of white light had turned into a little spot of colour. It was as though a little spot of blood had got into the very centre of the stone. I say to myself, *It is certain that if I try to sell the stone just as it is I shall get nothing for it — scarcely anything at all.
text_transcription: THE LITTLE SPOT OF WHITE LIGHT HAD TURNED INTO A LITTLE SPOT OF COLOR IT WAS AS THOUGH A LITTLE SPOT OF BLOOD HAD GOTTEN INTO THE VERY CENTER OF THE STONE I SAY TO MYSELF IT IS CERTAIN THAT IF I TRY TO SELL THE STONE JUST AS IT IS I SHALL GET NOTHING FOR IT SCARCELY ANYTHING AT ALL
phonemes: ðə lˈɪɾəl spˈɑːt ʌv wˈaɪt lˈaɪt hæd tˈɜːnd ˌɪntʊ ɐ lˈɪɾəl spˈɑːt ʌv kˈʌlɚ. ɪt wʌz æz ðˌoʊ ɐ lˈɪɾəl spˈɑːt ʌv blˈʌd hæd ɡɑːt ˌɪntʊ ðə vˈɛɹi sˈɛntɚɹ ʌvðə stˈoʊn. aɪ sˈeɪ tə maɪsˈɛlf, ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ɪɾ ɪz sˈɜːʔn̩ ðæt ɪf aɪ tɹˈaɪ tə sˈɛl ðə stˈoʊn dʒˈʌst ˌæzɪtˌɪz aɪʃˌɐl ɡɛt nˈʌθɪŋ fɔːɹ ɪt — skˈɛɹsli ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ æɾ ˈɔːl.