text_original: Mrs. Pendyce walked down the little path, past the ruined fountain with its three stone frogs, and stood by the first green door and waited. And while she waited she struggled between fear and joy; for now that she was away from Mrs. Bellew she no longer felt a sense of insult.
text_transcription: MISSUS PENDISE WALKED DOWN THE LITTLE PATH PAST THE RUINED FOUNTAIN WITH ITS THREE STONE FROGS AND STOOD BY THE FIRST GRAIN DOOR AND WAITED AND WHILE SHE WAITED SHE STRUGGLED BETWEEN FEAR AND JOY FOR NOW THAT SHE WAS AWAY FROM MISSUS BALLOON SHE NO LONGER FELT A SENSE OF INSULT
phonemes: mˈɪsɪz. pˈɛndaɪs wˈɔːkt dˌaʊn ðə lˈɪɾəl pˈæθ, pˈæst ðə ɹˈuːɪnd fˈaʊntɪn wɪð ɪts θɹˈiː stˈoʊn fɹˈɑːɡz, ænd stˈʊd baɪ ðə fˈɜːst ɡɹˈiːn dˈɔːɹ ænd wˈeɪɾᵻd. ænd wˌaɪl ʃiː wˈeɪɾᵻd ʃiː stɹˈʌɡəld bᵻtwˌiːn fˈɪɹ ænd dʒˈɔɪ; fɔːɹ nˈaʊ ðæt ʃiː wʌz ɐwˈeɪ fɹʌm mˈɪsɪz. bˈɛluː ʃiː nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚ fˈɛlt ɐ sˈɛns ʌv ˈɪnsʌlt.