text_original: Daphne set out alone, as soon as she had seen the carriage drive away from the door ; but she was not destined to go her way unaccompanied. Half way down the avenue she met Mr. Turchill, strolling at a lazy pace, a cigar in his mouth, and a red setter of Irish pedigree at his heels. At sight of Daphne he threw away his cigar, and took his hands out of his pockets.
text_transcription: DAPHNE SET OUT ALONE AS SOON AS SHE HAD SEEN THE CARRIAGE DRIVE AWAY FROM THE DOOR BUT SHE WAS NOT DESTINED TO GO HER WAY UNACCOMPANIED HALF WAY DOWN THE AVENUE SHE MET MISTER CHURCHILL STROLLING AT A LAZY PACE A CIGAR IN HIS MOUTH AND A RED SETTER OF IRISH PEDIGREE AT HIS HEELS AT SIGHT OF DAPHNE HE THREW AWAY HIS CIGAR AND TOOK HIS HANDS OUT OF HIS POCKETS
phonemes: dˈæfni sˈɛt ˈaʊt ɐlˈoʊn, æz sˈuːn æz ʃiː hæd sˈiːn ðə kˈæɹɪdʒ dɹˈaɪv ɐwˈeɪ fɹʌmðə dˈɔːɹ ; bˌʌt ʃiː wʌz nˌɑːt dˈɛstɪnd tə ɡˌoʊ hɜː wˈeɪ ʌnɐkˈʌmpənid. hˈæf wˈeɪ dˌaʊn ðɪ ˈævənˌuː ʃiː mˈɛt mˈɪstɚ. tˈɜːtʃɪl, stɹˈoʊlɪŋ æɾə lˈeɪzi pˈeɪs, ɐ sᵻɡˈɑːɹ ɪn hɪz mˈaʊθ, ænd ɐ ɹˈɛd sˈɛɾɚɹ ʌv ˈaɪɹɪʃ pˈɛdɪɡɹˌiː æt hɪz hˈiːlz. æt sˈaɪt ʌv dˈæfni hiː θɹˈuː ɐwˈeɪ hɪz sᵻɡˈɑːɹ, ænd tˈʊk hɪz hˈændz ˌaʊɾəv hɪz pˈɑːkɪts.