text_original: That woman to utter Allie Lee's name! Inconceivable! Could she know his story? He tramped the dark streets, and the exercise and the cool wind calmed him. Then the whistle of an engine made him decide to leave Benton at once, on the first train out. Hurriedly he got his baggage and joined the throng which even at that late hour was making for the station. A regret that was pain burned deep in him  somehow inexplicable.
text_transcription: THAT WOMAN TO UTTER ALI LEE'S NAME INCONCEIVABLE COULD SHE KNOW HIS STORY HE TRAPPED THE DARK STREETS AND THE EXERCISE IN THE COOL WIND CALMED HIM THEN THE WHISTLE OF AN ENGINE MADE HIM DECIDE TO LEAVE BIBBON AT ONCE ON THE FIRST TRAIN OUT HURRIEDLY HE GOT HIS BAGGAGE AND JOINED THE THRONG WHICH EVEN AT THAT LATE HOUR WAS MAKING FOR THE STATION A REGRET THAT WAS PAIN BURNED DEEP IN HIM SOMEHOW INEXPLICABLE
phonemes: ðæt wˈʊmən tʊ ˈʌɾɚɹ ˈæli lˈiːz nˈeɪm! ɪŋkənsˈiːvəbəl! kʊd ʃiː nˈoʊ hɪz stˈɔːɹi? hiː tɹˈæmpt ðə dˈɑːɹk stɹˈiːts, ænd ðɪ ˈɛksɚsˌaɪz ænd ðə kˈuːl wˈɪnd kˈɑːmd hˌɪm. ðˈɛn ðə wˈɪsəl əvən ˈɛndʒɪn mˌeɪd hˌɪm dᵻsˈaɪd tə lˈiːv bˈɛntən ɐtwˈʌns, ɔnðə fˈɜːst tɹˈeɪn ˈaʊt. hˈɜːɹᵻdli hiː ɡɑːt hɪz bˈæɡɪdʒ ænd dʒˈɔɪnd ðə θɹˈɔŋ wˌɪtʃ ˈiːvən æt ðæt lˈeɪt ˈaʊɚ wʌz mˌeɪkɪŋ fɚðə stˈeɪʃən. ɐ ɹᵻɡɹˈɛt ðæt wʌz pˈeɪn bˈɜːnd dˈiːp ɪn hˌɪm sˈʌmhaʊ ˌɪnɛksplˈɪkəbəl.