text_original: It was opened by Miss Margaret Callaghan, who immediately closed it softly behind her, paused for a few seconds with an embarrassed air on the stone step, and then, throwing a furtive glance up at the second story windows, passed hastily down the street toward the river, keeping close to the fences and garden walls on her left. There was a ghostlike stealthiness to Miss Margaret's movements, though there was nothing whatever of the ghost about Miss Margaret herself.
text_transcription: IT WAS OPENED BY MISS MARGARET CALLAHAN WHO IMMEDIATELY CLOSED IT SOFTLY BEHIND HER PAUSED FOR A FEW SECONDS WITH AN EMBARRASSED AIR ON THE STONE STEP AND THEN THROWING A FURTIVE GLANCE UP AT THE SECOND STOREY WINDOWS PASSED HASTILY DOWN THE STREET TOWARD THE RIVER KEEPING CLOSE TO THE FENCES AND GARDEN WALLS ON HER LEFT THERE WAS A GHOST LIKE STEALTHINESS TO MISS MARGARET'S MOVEMENTS THOUGH THERE WAS NOTHING WHATEVER OF THE GHOST ABOUT MISS MARGARET HERSELF
phonemes: ɪt wʌz ˈoʊpənd baɪ mˈɪs mˈɑːɹɡɹət kˈælæɡən, hˌuː ɪmˈiːdɪətli klˈoʊzd ɪt sˈɔftli bᵻhˈaɪnd hɜː, pˈɔːzd fɚɹə fjˈuː sˈɛkəndz wɪð ɐn ɛmbˈæɹəst ˈɛɹ ɔnðə stˈoʊn stˈɛp, ænd ðˈɛn, θɹˈoʊɪŋ ɐ fˈɜːɾɪv ɡlˈæns ˌʌp æt ðə sˈɛkənd stˈɔːɹi wˈɪndoʊz, pˈæst hˈeɪstili dˌaʊn ðə stɹˈiːt təwˈɔːɹd ðə ɹˈɪvɚ, kˈiːpɪŋ klˈoʊs tə ðə fˈɛnsᵻz ænd ɡˈɑːɹdən wˈɔːlz ˌɔn hɜː lˈɛft. ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ ɡˈoʊstlaɪk stˈɛlθinəs tə mˈɪs mˈɑːɹɡɹəts mˈuːvmənts, ðˌoʊ ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈʌθɪŋ wʌtˈɛvɚɹ ʌvðə ɡˈoʊst ɐbˌaʊt mˈɪs mˈɑːɹɡɹət hɜːsˈɛlf.