text_original: In all those hours of delicious intimacy, in fond imaginings of their future life, the thought of her husband had never come between her and her lover  and to night, when she thought of Mario Provana, it was only to tell herself that he had long ceased to care for her, and that it would not hurt him if she were to vanish out of his life.
text_transcription: IN ALL THOSE HOURS OF DELICIOUS INTIMACY IN FOND IMAGININGS OF THEIR FUTURE LIFE THE THOUGHT OF HER HUSBAND HAD NEVER COME BETWEEN HER AND HER LOVER AND TO NIGHT WHEN SHE THOUGHT OF MARIA PROVANA IT WAS ONLY TO TELL HERSELF THAT HE HAD LONG CEASED TO CARE FOR HER AND THAT IT WOULD NOT HURT HIM IF SHE WERE TO VANISH OUT OF HIS LIFE
phonemes: ɪn ˈɔːl ðoʊz ˈaʊɚz ʌv dᵻlˈɪʃəs ˈɪntɪməsi, ɪn fˈɑːnd ɪmˈædʒɪnɪŋz ʌv ðɛɹ fjˈuːtʃɚ lˈaɪf, ðə θˈɔːt ʌv hɜː hˈʌsbənd hæd nˈɛvɚ kˈʌm bᵻtwˌiːn hɜː ænd hɜː lˈʌvɚ ænd tə nˈaɪt, wˌɛn ʃiː θˈɔːt ʌv mˈɑːɹɹɪˌoʊ pɹəvˈɑːnə, ɪt wʌz ˈoʊnli tə tˈɛl hɜːsˈɛlf ðæt hiː hæd lˈɔŋ sˈiːst tə kˈɛɹ fɔːɹ hɜː, ænd ðˌɐɾɪt wʊd nˌɑːt hˈɜːt hˌɪm ɪf ʃiː wɜː tə vˈænɪʃ ˌaʊɾəv hɪz lˈaɪf.