text_original: The close, stifling carriage rattled over the uneven stones of long streets which were un  familiar to Eleanor Vane, until it emerged into the full glory of the lighted Boulevard.
text_transcription: THE CLOSE STIFLING CARRIAGE RATTLED OVER THE UNEVEN STONES OF LONG STREETS WHICH WERE UNFAMILIAR TO ELEANOR VANE UNTIL IT EMERGED INTO THE FULL GLORY OF THE LIGHTED BOULEVARD
phonemes: ðə klˈoʊs, stˈaɪflɪŋ kˈæɹɪdʒ ɹˈæɾəld ˌoʊvɚ ðɪ ʌnˈiːvən stˈoʊnz ʌv lˈɔŋ stɹˈiːts wˌɪtʃ wɜːɹ ˈʌn fəmˈɪlɪɹ tʊ ᵻlˈiːnɚ vˈeɪn, ʌntˈɪl ɪɾ ɪmˈɜːdʒd ˌɪntʊ ðə fˈʊl ɡlˈɔːɹi ʌvðə lˈaɪɾᵻd bˈuːlɪvˌɑːɹd.