text_original: The little entresol seemed terribly close and stifling. She drew back the curtains, and looked out through the open window; but even the 110 Eleanor's victory. street itself seemed oppressively hot in the moonless, airless August night.
text_transcription: THE LITTLE ENTRESOL SEEMED TERRIBLY CLOSE AND STIFLING SHE DREW BACK THE CURTAINS AND LOOKED OUT THROUGH THE OPEN WINDOW BUT EVEN THE STREET ITSELF SEEMED OPPRESSIVELY HOT IN THE MOONLESS AIRLESS AUGUST NIGHT
phonemes: ðə lˈɪɾəl ɛntɹˈɛsɑːl sˈiːmd tˈɛɹᵻbli klˈoʊz ænd stˈaɪflɪŋ. ʃiː dɹˈuː bˈæk ðə kˈɜːtənz, ænd lˈʊkt ˈaʊt θɹuː ðɪ ˈoʊpən wˈɪndoʊ; bˌʌt ˈiːvən ðə wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd tˈɛn ᵻlˈiːnɚz vˈɪktɚɹi. stɹˈiːt ɪtsˈɛlf sˈiːmd əpɹˈɛsɪvli hˈɑːt ɪnðə mˈuːnləs, ˈɛɹləs ˈɔːɡəst nˈaɪt.