text_original: Mr. Vane never thought of this : he had been accustomed to walk about day after day, and sometimes all day — for what should a lonely Englishman do in Paris but walk about ? — and he forgot that the fatigue might be too much for his daughter. He walked on, therefore, with Eleanor still cliuging to his arm ; past the Ambigu, be  yond the Barriere St. Antoine ; and still the long lamp lit boulevard stretched before them, away 86 into immeasurable distance, as it appeared to Miss Vane.
text_transcription: MISTER VANE NEVER THOUGHT OF THIS HE HAD BEEN ACCUSTOMED TO WALK ABOUT DAY AFTER DAY AND SOMETIMES ALL DAY FOR WHAT SHOULD A LONELY ENGLISHMAN DO IN PARIS BUT WALK ABOUT AND HE FORGOT THAT THE FATIGUE MIGHT BE TOO MUCH FOR HIS DAUGHTER HE WALKED ON THEREFORE WITH ELEANOR STILL CLINGING TO HIS ARM PAST THE AMBIGUE PAST THE BARRIER SAN ANTOINE AND STILL THE LONG LAMPLIT BOULEVARD STRETCHED BEFORE THEM AWAY INTO IMMEASURABLE DISTANCE AS IT APPEARED TO MISS VAIN
phonemes: mˈɪstɚ. vˈeɪn nˈɛvɚ θˈɔːt ʌv ðˈɪs : hiː hɐdbɪn ɐkˈʌstəmd tə wˈɔːk ɐbˌaʊt dˈeɪ ˈæftɚ dˈeɪ, ænd sˈʌmtaɪmz ˈɔːl dˈeɪ — fɔːɹ wʌt ʃˌʊd ɐ lˈoʊnli ˈɪŋɡlɪʃmən dˈuː ɪn pˈæɹɪs bˌʌt wˈɔːk ɐbˈaʊt ? — ænd hiː fɚɡˈɑːt ðætðə fɐtˈiːɡ mˌaɪt biː tˈuː mʌtʃ fɔːɹ hɪz dˈɔːɾɚ. hiː wˈɔːkt ˈɔn, ðˈɛɹfɔːɹ, wɪð ᵻlˈiːnɚ stˈɪl klˈɪjuːdʒɪŋ tə hɪz ˈɑːɹm ; pˈæst ðɪ æmbˈiːɡ, biː jˈɑːnd ðə bˌæɹiˈɛɹ sənt. ˈæntɔɪn ; ænd stˈɪl ðə lˈɔŋ lˈæmp lˈɪt bˈuːlɪvˌɑːɹd stɹˈɛtʃt bᵻfˈɔːɹ ðˌɛm, ɐwˈeɪ ˈeɪɾi sˈɪks ˌɪntʊ ɪmˈɛʒɚɹəbəl dˈɪstəns, æz ɪɾ ɐpˈɪɹd tə mˈɪs vˈeɪn.