text_original: Thence we felt with our feet for the path across the fields, stumbled over a sty, and took our way through the black woods. I was at home here, and Nick was not to be frightened. At intervals the mournful bay of a bloodhound came to us from a distance.
text_transcription: THENCE WE FELT WITH OUR FEET FOR THE PATH ACROSS THE FIELDS STUMBLED OVER A STY AND TOOK OUR WAY THROUGH THE BLACK WOODS I WAS AT HOME HERE AND NICK WAS NOT TO BE FRIGHTENED AT INTERVALS THE MOURNFUL BAY OF THE BLOODHOUND CAME TO US FROM A DISTANCE
phonemes: ðˈɛns wiː fˈɛlt wɪð ˌaʊɚ fˈiːt fɚðə pˈæθ əkɹˌɑːs ðə fˈiːldz, stˈʌmbəld ˌoʊvɚɹ ɐ stˈaɪ, ænd tˈʊk ˌaʊɚ wˈeɪ θɹuː ðə blˈæk wˈʊdz. aɪ wʌz æt hˈoʊm hˈɪɹ, ænd nˈɪk wʌz nˌɑːt təbi fɹˈaɪʔn̩d. æɾ ˈɪntɚvəlz ðə mˈɔːɹnfəl bˈeɪ əvə blˈʌdhaʊnd kˈeɪm tʊ ˌʌs fɹʌm ɐ dˈɪstəns.