text_original: "Of course, they'll stop it," he told himself; "they have before. It is folly for me to let this thing get hold of me in this way." It was twilight when he crossed the fields to the mining settlement and made for the house of his friend Nikola Petrovitch. In the dim light the little house looked very pleasant.
text_transcription: OF COURSE THEY'LL STOP IT HE TOLD HIMSELF THEY HAVE BEFORE IT'S A FOLLY FOR ME TO LET THIS THING GET HOLD OF ME IN THIS WAY IT WAS TWILIGHT WHEN HE CROSSED THE FIELDS TO THE MINING SETTLEMENT AND MADE FOR THE HOUSE OF HIS FRIEND NIKOLAY PETROVITCH IN THE DIM LIGHT THE LITTLE HOUSE LOOKED VERY PLEASANT
phonemes: "ʌv kˈɔːɹs, ðeɪl stˈɑːp ɪt," hiː tˈoʊld hɪmsˈɛlf; "ðeɪ hæv bᵻfˈɔːɹ. ɪɾ ɪz fˈɑːli fɔːɹ mˌiː tə lˈɛt ðɪs θˈɪŋ ɡɛt hˈoʊld ʌv mˌiː ɪn ðɪs wˈeɪ." ɪt wʌz twˈaɪlaɪt wɛn hiː kɹˈɔst ðə fˈiːldz tə ðə mˈaɪnɪŋ sˈɛɾəlmənt ænd mˌeɪd fɚðə hˈaʊs ʌv hɪz fɹˈɛnd nɪkˈoʊlə pˈɛtɹəvˌɪtʃ. ɪnðə dˈɪm lˈaɪt ðə lˈɪɾəl hˈaʊs lˈʊkt vˈɛɹi plˈɛzənt.