text_original: At length we came out in the glare of the sun and crossed the dusty road to the levee bank. Some forty yards below us was the canoe, and we walked to it, still in silence. Auguste flung in his bundle, and turned to us.
text_transcription: AT LENGTH WE CAME OUT IN THE GLARE OF THE SUN AND CROSSED THE DUSTY ROAD TO THE LEVEE BANK SOME FORTY YARDS BELOW US WAS THE CANOE AND WE WALKED TO IT STILL IN SILENCE AUGUSTA FLUNG IN HIS BUNDLE AND TURNED TO US
phonemes: æt lˈɛŋθ wiː kˈeɪm ˈaʊt ɪnðə ɡlˈɛɹ ʌvðə sˈʌn ænd kɹˈɔst ðə dˈʌsti ɹˈoʊd tə ðə lˈɛviː bˈæŋk. sˌʌm fˈɔːɹɾi jˈɑːɹdz bᵻlˌoʊ ˌʌs wʌzðə kənˈuː, ænd wiː wˈɔːkt tʊ ɪt, stˈɪl ɪn sˈaɪləns. ˈɔːɡʌst flˈʌŋ ɪn hɪz bˈʌndəl, ænd tˈɜːnd tʊ ˌʌs.