text_original: "She come," said Xavier. I looked, not to the northeast whence the banks of cloud had risen, but to the southwest, and it seemed as though a little speck was there against the hurrying film of cloud. We were drawing near the forest line, where a little creek made an indentation.
text_transcription: SHE COME SAID SAVIA I LOOKED NOT TO THE NORTHEAST WHENCE THE BANKS OF CLOUD HAD RISEN BUT TO THE SOUTHWEST AND IT SEEMED AS THOUGH A LITTLE SPECK WAS THERE AGAINST THE HURRYING FILM OF CLOUD WE WERE DRAWING NEAR THE FOREST LINE WHERE A LITTLE CREEK MADE AN INDENTATION
phonemes: "ʃiː kˈʌm," sˈɛd zˈeɪviɚ. aɪ lˈʊkt, nˌɑːt tə ðə nˈɔːɹθiːst wˈɛns ðə bˈæŋks ʌv klˈaʊd hæd ɹˈɪzən, bˌʌt tə ðə saʊθwˈɛst, ænd ɪt sˈiːmd æz ðˌoʊ ɐ lˈɪɾəl spˈɛk wʌz ðɛɹ ɐɡˈɛnst ðə hˈɜːɹiɪŋ fˈɪlm ʌv klˈaʊd. wiː wɜː dɹˈɔːɪŋ nˌɪɹ ðə fˈɔːɹɪst lˈaɪn, wˌɛɹ ɐ lˈɪɾəl kɹˈiːk mˌeɪd ɐn ˌɪndɛntˈeɪʃən.