text_original: And she could not feel sure, for behind all the little outside points of his nature, that she thought so "funny," yet could comprehend, there was something which seemed to her as unknown, as impenetrable as the dark, a sort of thickness of soul, a sort of hardness, a sort of barbaric what?
text_transcription: AND SHE COULD NOT FEEL SURE FOR BEHIND ALL THE LITTLE OUTSIDE POINTS OF HIS NATURE THAT SHE THOUGHT SO FUNNY YET COULD COMPREHEND THERE WAS SOMETHING WHICH SEEMED TO HER AS UNKNOWN AS IMPENETRABLE AS THE DARK A SORT OF THICKNESS OF SOUL A SORT OF HARDNESS A SORT OF BARBARIC WHAT
phonemes: ænd ʃiː kʊd nˌɑːt fˈiːl ʃˈʊɹ, fɔːɹ bᵻhˌaɪnd ˈɔːl ðə lˈɪɾəl aʊtsˈaɪd pˈɔɪnts ʌv hɪz nˈeɪtʃɚ, ðæt ʃiː θˈɔːt sˈoʊ "fˈʌni," jˈɛt kʊd kˌɑːmpɹihˈɛnd, ðɛɹwˌʌz sˈʌmθɪŋ wˌɪtʃ sˈiːmd tə hɜːɹ æz ʌnnˈoʊn, æz ɪmpˈɛnɪtɹəbəl æz ðə dˈɑːɹk, ɐ sˈɔːɹt ʌv θˈɪknəs ʌv sˈoʊl, ɐ sˈɔːɹt ʌv hˈɑːɹdnəs, ɐ sˈɔːɹt ʌv bɑːɹbˈæɹɪk wˈʌt?