text_original: Edgar ran after her to open the door for her ; but she was fleet as Atalanta, and there was nobody to distract her with golden apples. She shut the door and drew the bolt, just as Edgar reached it, and nodded a smiling good night to him through the glass.
text_transcription: EDGAR RAN AFTER HER TO OPEN THE DOOR FOR HER BUT SHE WAS FLEET AS AT A LANTERN AND THERE WAS NOBODY TO DISTRACT HER WITH GOLDEN APPLES SHE SHUT THE DOOR AND DREW THE BOLT JUST AS EDGAR REACHED IT AND NODDED A SMILING GOOD NIGHT TO HIM THROUGH THE GLASS
phonemes: ˈɛdɡɚ ɹˈæn ˈæftɚ hɜː tʊ ˈoʊpən ðə dˈɔːɹ fɔːɹ hɜː ; bˌʌt ʃiː wʌz flˈiːt æz ˌæɾɐlˈæntə, ænd ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊbɑːdi tə dɪstɹˈækt hɜː wɪð ɡˈoʊldən ˈæpəlz. ʃiː ʃˈʌt ðə dˈɔːɹ ænd dɹˈuː ðə bˈoʊlt, dʒˈʌst æz ˈɛdɡɚ ɹˈiːtʃt ɪt, ænd nˈɑːdᵻd ɐ smˈaɪlɪŋ ɡˈʊd nˈaɪt tə hˌɪm θɹuː ðə ɡlˈæs.