text_original: And the same brown owl that had hooted when Helen Bellew kissed George Pendyce in the conservatory hooted again now that Gregory walked grieving over the fruits of that kiss.
text_transcription: AND THE SAME BROWN OWL THAT HAD HOOTED WHEN HELEN BLEW KISSED GEORGE PENDISE IN THE CONSERVATORY HOOTED AGAIN NOW THAT GREGORY WALKED GRIEVING OVER THE FRUITS OF THAT KISS
phonemes: ænd ðə sˈeɪm bɹˈaʊn ˈaʊl ðæt hæd hˈuːɾᵻd wɛn hˈɛlən bˈɛluː kˈɪst dʒˈɔːɹdʒ pˈɛndaɪs ɪnðə kənsˈɜːvətˌɔːɹi hˈuːɾᵻd ɐɡˈɛn nˈaʊ ðæt ɡɹˈɛɡɚɹi wˈɔːkt ɡɹˈiːvɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ ðə fɹˈuːts ʌv ðæt kˈɪs.