text_original: To that dilemma he was accustomed; the statement of it partially roused him. Mrs. Vimpany tore off the paper wrapping, and opened the medicine bottle which she had brought with her. He stared at it; he muttered to himself: "Is she going to poison me?"
text_transcription: TO THAT DILEMMA HE WAS ACCUSTOMED THE STATEMENT OF IT PARTIALLY ROUSED HIM MISSUS VIMENY TORE OFF THE PAPER WRAPPING AND OPENED THE MEDICINE BOTTLE WHICH SHE HAD BROUGHT WITH HER HE STARED AT IT HE MUTTERED TO HIMSELF IS SHE GOING TO POISON ME
phonemes: tə ðæt dᵻlˈɛmə hiː wʌz ɐkˈʌstəmd; ðə stˈeɪtmənt ʌv ɪt pˈɑːɹʃəli ɹˈaʊzd hˌɪm. mˈɪsɪz. vˈɪmpəni tˈɔːɹ ˈɔf ðə pˈeɪpɚ ɹˈæpɪŋ, ænd ˈoʊpənd ðə mˈɛdəsən bˈɑːɾəl wˌɪtʃ ʃiː hæd bɹˈɔːt wɪð hɜː. hiː stˈɛɹd ˈæɾɪt; hiː mˈʌɾɚd tə hɪmsˈɛlf: "ɪz ʃiː ɡˌoʊɪŋ tə pˈɔɪzən mˌiː?"