text_original: —" A sort of wave of acknowledgment ran down the back of the Eyesore's coat, just as a horse shivers at the touch of a fly; but that was all. She made one more effort: now with a courteous appeal.
text_transcription: A SORT OF WAVE OF ACKNOWLEDGMENT RAN DOWN THE BACK OF THE EYESORE'S COAT AS A HORSE SHIVERS AT THE TOUCH OF A FLY BUT THAT WAS ALL SHE MADE ONE MORE EFFORT NOW WITH A COURTEOUS APPEAL
phonemes: —" ɐ sˈɔːɹt ʌv wˈeɪv ʌv ɐknˈɑːlɪdʒmənt ɹˈæn dˌaʊn ðə bˈæk ʌvðɪ ˈaɪsɔːɹz kˈoʊt, dʒˈʌst æz ɐ hˈɔːɹs ʃˈɪvɚz æt ðə tˈʌtʃ əvə flˈaɪ; bˌʌt ðæt wʌz ˈɔːl. ʃiː mˌeɪd wˈʌn mˈɔːɹ ˈɛfɚt: nˈaʊ wɪð ɐ kˈɜːɾiəs ɐpˈiːl.