text_original: "They are the same the world over," she said,  not to me, nor yet to any one there. And I knew that she was thinking of her own kind in France, who faced the guillotine without sense of danger.
text_transcription: THEY ARE THE SAME THE WORLD OVER SHE SAID NOT TO ME NOR YET TO ANY ONE THERE AND I KNEW THAT SHE WAS THINKING OF HER OWN KIND IN FRANCE WHO FACED THE GUILLOTINE WITHOUT SENSE OF DANGER
phonemes: "ðeɪ ɑːɹ ðə sˈeɪm ðə wˈɜːld ˈoʊvɚ," ʃiː sˈɛd,  nˌɑːt tə mˌiː, nˈɔːɹ jˈɛt tʊ ˌɛni wˈʌn ðˈɛɹ. ænd aɪ nˈuː ðæt ʃiː wʌz θˈɪŋkɪŋ ʌv hɜːɹ ˈoʊn kˈaɪnd ɪn fɹˈæns, hˌuː fˈeɪsd ðə ɡˈɪlətˌiːn wɪðˌaʊt sˈɛns ʌv dˈeɪndʒɚ.