text_original: This evening, as she walked by his side, she began to think that they might still be comrades and friends, without the shadow of fear; that her agony of awakened conscience had been foolish and hysterical, imaginary sin, like the self accusation of some demented nun.
text_transcription: THIS EVENING AS SHE WALKED BY HIS SIDE SHE BEGAN TO THINK THAT THEY MIGHT STILL BE COMRADES AND FRIENDS WITHOUT THE SHADOW OF FEAR THAT HER AGONY OF AWAKENED CONSCIENCE HAD BEEN FOOLISH AND HYSTERICAL IMAGINARY SIN LIKE THE SELF ACCUSATION OF SOME DEMENTED NUN
phonemes: ðɪs ˈiːvnɪŋ, æz ʃiː wˈɔːkt baɪ hɪz sˈaɪd, ʃiː bɪɡˈæn tə θˈɪŋk ðæt ðeɪ mˌaɪt stˈɪl biː kˈɑːmɹædz ænd fɹˈɛndz, wɪðˌaʊt ðə ʃˈædoʊ ʌv fˈɪɹ; ðæt hɜːɹ ˈæɡəni ʌv ɐwˈeɪkənd kˈɑːnʃəns hɐdbɪn fˈuːlɪʃ ænd hɪstˈɛɹɪkəl, ɪmˈædʒɪnˌɛɹi sˈɪn, lˈaɪk ðə sˈɛlf ˌækjuːzˈeɪʃən ʌv sˌʌm dᵻmˈɛntᵻd nˈʌn.