A Scandal in Bohemia: Chapter 1, part 1

tə ˈʃɜːlɒk ˈhəʊmz | ʃiz ˈɔːwɪz ˈðiː ˈwʊmən || aɪv ˈseldəm ˈhɜːd ɪm ˈmenʃn̩ ər | ˈʌndər ˈeni ˈʌðə ˈneɪm || ɪn ˈhɪz ˈaɪz | ʃi ɪˈklɪpsɪz əm prɪˈdɒmɪneɪts | ðə ˈhəʊl əv ɜː ˈseks || ɪt wəz ˈnɒt ðət i ˈfelt ˈeni ɪˈməʊʃn̩ | əˈkɪn tə ˈlʌv fər ˈaɪriːn ˈædlə || ˈɔːl ɪˈməʊʃn̩z | ən ˈðæt ˈwʌm pəˈtɪkjələli | wər əbˈhɒrənt | tu ɪz ˈkəʊld | prɪˈsaɪs | bət ˈæbmrəbli ˈbæləns ˈmaɪnd || hi ˈwɒz | aɪ ˈteɪk ɪt | ðə məʊs ˈpɜːfɪk ˈriːznɪŋ ən əbˈzɜːvɪŋ məˈʃiːn | ðət ðə ˈwɜːld əz ˈsiːn | bət əz ə ˈlʌvə | hi wʊd əv ˈpleɪst ɪmˈself | ɪn ə ˈfɒls pəˈzɪʃn̩ || hi ˈnevə ˈspəʊk ə ðə ˈsɒftə ˈpæʃn̩z | ˈseɪv wɪð ə ˈʤaɪb | ən ə ˈsnɪə || ðeɪ wər ˈæbmrəbl̩ ˈθɪŋz fə ði əbˈzɜːvə | ˈeksələnt fə ˈdrɔːrɪŋ ðə ˈveɪl | frəm ˈmenz ˈməʊtɪvz ən ˈækʃn̩z || bət fə ðə ˈtreɪnd ˈriːznə | tu əbˈmit ˈsʌʧ ɪnˈtruːʒn̩z | ɪntu ɪz ˈəʊn ˈdeləkət ən ˈfaɪnli əˈʤʌstɪd ˈtemprəmənt | wəz tu ˈɪntrəˈʤuːs ə dɪˈstræktɪŋ ˈfæktə | wɪʧ ˈmaɪt ˈθrəʊ ə ˈdaʊt | əˈpɒn ˈɔːl ɪz ˈmentl̩ rɪˈzʌlts || ˈɡrɪt ɪn ə ˈsensətɪv ˈɪnstrəmənt | ɔːr ə ˈkræk ɪn ˈwʌn əv ɪz ˈəʊn ˈhaɪ ˈpaʊə ˈlenzɪz | wʊd ˈnɒp bi ˈmɔː dɪˈstɜːbɪŋ | ðən ə ˈstrɒŋ ɪˈməʊʃn̩ | ɪn ə ˈneɪʧə ˈsʌʧ əz ˈhɪz || ən ˈjet ðə wəz bət ˈwʌn ˈwʊmən tə ˈhɪm | ən ˈðæt ˈwʊmən | wəz ðə ˈleɪt ˈaɪriːn ˈædlə | əv ˈʤuːbiəs əŋ ˈkwesʧənəbl̩ ˈmemri

To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex. It was not that he felt any emotion akin to love for Irene Adler. All emotions, and that one particularly, were abhorrent to his cold, precise but admirably balanced mind. He was, I take it, the most perfect reasoning and observing machine that the world has seen, but as a lover he would have placed himself in a false position. He never spoke of the softer passions, save with a gibe and a sneer. They were admirable things for the observer—excellent for drawing the veil from men's motives and actions. But for the trained reasoner to admit such intrusions into his own delicate and finely adjusted temperament was to introduce a distracting factor which might throw a doubt upon all his mental results. Grit in a sensitive instrument, or a crack in one of his own high-power lenses, would not be more disturbing than a strong emotion in a nature such as his. And yet there was but one woman to him, and that woman was the late Irene Adler, of dubious and questionable memory.