text_original: What humiliation Mrs. Bannis  ter's cruelty had inflicted upon her ! She was thinking this when Mr. Monckton 250 suddenly turned his horses' heads away from the main road, and the phaeton entered a lane above which the branches of the still leafless trees made an overarching roof of delicate tracery.
text_transcription: WHAT HUMILIATION MISSUS BANNISTER'S CRUELTY HAD INFLICTED UPON HER SHE WAS THINKING THIS WHEN MISTER MUNCTON SUDDENLY TURNED THE HORSES HEADS AWAY FROM THE MAIN ROAD AND THE PHAETON ENTERED A LANE ABOVE WHICH THE BRANCHES OF THE STILL LEAFLESS TREES MADE AN OVERARCHING ROOF OF DELICATE TRACERY
phonemes: wˌʌt hjˌuːmɪlɪˈeɪʃən mˈɪsɪz. bˈæniz tˈɜːz kɹˈuːəlti hæd ɪnflˈɪktᵻd əpˌɑːn hɜː ! ʃiː wʌz θˈɪŋkɪŋ ðɪs wɛn mˈɪstɚ. mˈɔŋktən tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɪfti sˈʌdənli tˈɜːnd hɪz hˈɔːɹsᵻz hˈɛdz ɐwˈeɪ fɹʌmðə mˈeɪn ɹˈoʊd, ænd ðə fˈiːtən ˈɛntɚd ɐ lˈeɪn əbˌʌv wˌɪtʃ ðə bɹˈæntʃᵻz ʌvðə stˈɪl lˈiːfləs tɹˈiːz mˌeɪd ɐn ˌoʊvɚɹˈɑːɹtʃɪŋ ɹˈuːf ʌv dˈɛlᵻkət tɹˈeɪsɚɹi.