text_original: " Who knows ? " he muttered, throwing away the end of. his cigar ; " odder things have happened." And then he went over his year of travel 170 THE STORY OF A MODERN WOMAN. as he strolled down Regent Street on his way to call at the MStropole. Everything, from the very beginning, had gone off smoothly.
text_transcription: WHO KNOWS HE MUTTERED THROWING AWAY THE END OF HIS CIGAR ODDER THINGS HAVE HAPPENED AND THEN HE WENT OVER HIS YEAR OF TRAVEL AS HE STROLLED DOWN REGENT STREET ON HIS WAY TO CALL AT THE METROPOLE EVERYTHING FROM THE BEGET VERY BEGINNING HAD GONE OFF SMOOTHLY
phonemes: " hˌuː nˈoʊz ? " hiː mˈʌɾɚd, θɹˈoʊɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ ðɪ ˈɛnd ʌv. hɪz sᵻɡˈɑːɹ ; " ˈɑːdɚ θˈɪŋz hæv hˈæpənd." ænd ðˈɛn hiː wɛnt ˌoʊvɚ hɪz jˈɪɹ ʌv tɹˈævəl wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvənti ðə stˈɔːɹi əvə mˈɑːdɚn wˈʊmən. æz hiː stɹˈoʊld dˌaʊn ɹˈiːdʒənt stɹˈiːt ˌɔn hɪz wˈeɪ tə kˈɔːl æt ðɪ ˈɛm stɹˈɑːpoʊl. ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ, fɹʌmðə vˈɛɹi bɪɡˈɪnɪŋ, hæd ɡɔn ˈɔf smˈuːðli.