text_original: Yet it was hastily and with her head bent that she stepped from the carriage at the station, and the old Skye, who from the brougham seat could just see out of the window, from the tears on his nose that were not his own, from something in his heart that was, knew this was no common parting and whined behind the glass.
text_transcription: YET IT WAS HASTILY AND WITH HER HEAD BENT THAT SHE STEPPED FROM THE CARRIAGE AT THE STATION AND THE OLD SKY WHO FROM THE BRONZE SEAT COULD JUST SEE OUT OF THE WINDOW FROM THE TEARS ON HIS NOSE THAT WERE NOT HIS OWN FROM SOMETHING IN HIS HEART THAT WAS KNEW THIS WAS NO COMMON PARTING AND WHINED BEHIND THE GLASS
phonemes: jˈɛt ɪt wʌz hˈeɪstili ænd wɪð hɜː hˈɛd bˈɛnt ðæt ʃiː stˈɛpt fɹʌmðə kˈæɹɪdʒ æt ðə stˈeɪʃən, ænd ðɪ ˈoʊld skˈaɪ, hˌuː fɹʌmðə bɹˈʌfæm sˈiːt kʊd dʒˈʌst sˈiː ˌaʊɾəv ðə wˈɪndoʊ, fɹʌmðə tˈɪɹz ˌɔn hɪz nˈoʊz ðæt wɜː nˌɑːt hɪz ˈoʊn, fɹʌm sˈʌmθɪŋ ɪn hɪz hˈɑːɹt ðɐt wˈʌz, nˈuː ðɪs wʌz nˈoʊ kˈɑːmən pˈɑːɹɾɪŋ ænd wˈaɪnd bᵻhˌaɪnd ðə ɡlˈæs.