text_original: Here Virginia and I narrowly escaped detection, for the Literary Lady strode across the room, knocking down other people's umbrellas in passing, brushing one lady's velvet stole from the back of a chair, and kicking over a tray that had been put down in, apparently, the most out of the way spot in the room.
text_transcription: HERE VIRGINIA AND I NARROWLY ESCAPED DETECTION FOR THE LITERARY LADY STRODE ACROSS THE ROOM KNOCKING DOWN OTHER PEOPLE'S UMBRELLAS IN PASSING BRUSHING ONE LADY'S VELVET STOLE FROM THE BACK OF A CHAIR AND KICKING OVER A TRAY THAT HAD BEEN PUT DOWN IN APPARENTLY THE MOST OUT OF THE WAY SPOT IN THE ROOM
phonemes: hˈɪɹ vɜːdʒˈɪniə ænd aɪ nˈæɹoʊli ɛskˈeɪpt dɪtˈɛkʃən, fɚðə lˈɪɾɚɹˌɛɹi lˈeɪdi stɹˈoʊd əkɹˌɑːs ðə ɹˈuːm, nˈɑːkɪŋ dˌaʊn ˈʌðɚ pˈiːpəlz ʌmbɹˈɛləz ɪn pˈæsɪŋ, bɹˈʌʃɪŋ wˈʌn lˈeɪdiz vˈɛlvɪt stˈoʊl fɹʌmðə bˈæk əvə tʃˈɛɹ, ænd kˈɪkɪŋ ˌoʊvɚɹ ɐ tɹˈeɪ ðæt hɐdbɪn pˌʊt dˌaʊn ˈɪn, ɐpˈæɹəntli, ðə mˈoʊst ˌaʊɾəv ðə wˈeɪ spˈɑːt ɪnðə ɹˈuːm.