text_original: The waiter presented himself, asking if there was anything he could do for her. Familiar with the defective side of her husband's character, he understood what it meant when she pointed to the bedroom door. "The old story, ma'am," he said, with an air of respectful sympathy. "Can I get you a cup of tea?"
text_transcription: THE WAITER PRESENTED HIMSELF ASKING IF THERE WAS ANYTHING HE COULD DO FOR HER FAMILIAR WITH THE DEFECTIVE SIDE OF HER HUSBAND'S CHARACTER HE UNDERSTOOD WHAT IT MEANT WHEN SHE POINTED TO THE BEDROOM DOOR THE OLD STORY MA'AM HE SAID WITH AN AIR OF RESPECTFUL SYMPATHY CAN I GET YE A CUP OF TEA
phonemes: ðə wˈeɪɾɚ pɹɪzˈɛntᵻd hɪmsˈɛlf, ˈæskɪŋ ɪf ðɛɹwˌʌz ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ hiː kʊd dˈuː fɔːɹ hɜː. fəmˈɪlɪɹ wɪððə dᵻfˈɛktɪv sˈaɪd ʌv hɜː hˈʌsbəndz kˈæɹɪktɚ, hiː ˌʌndɚstˈʊd wʌt ɪt mˈɛnt wɛn ʃiː pˈɔɪntᵻd tə ðə bˈɛdɹuːm dˈɔːɹ. "ðɪ ˈoʊld stˈɔːɹi, mˈæm," hiː sˈɛd, wɪð ɐn ˈɛɹ ʌv ɹᵻspˈɛktfəl sˈɪmpəθi. "kæn aɪ ɡɛt juː ɐ kˈʌp ʌv tˈiː?"