text_original: She had not seen her brother Louis, who was now in South Africa, since he had left home to join his regiment in India, nearly five years ago. Thus she had grown accustomed to a certain solitude; but the loneliness of the hillside is not the loneliness of a large house in the midst of a crowd of strangers.
text_transcription: SHE HAD NOT SEEN HER BROTHER LOUIS WHO WAS NOW IN SOUTH AFRICA SINCE HE HAD LEFT HOME TO JOIN HIS REGIMENT IN INDIA NEARLY FIVE YEARS AGO THUS SHE HAD GROWN ACCUSTOMED TO A CERTAIN SOLITUDE BUT THE LONELINESS OF THE HILLSIDE IS NOT THE LONELINESS OF A LARGE HOUSE IN THE MIDST OF A CROWD OF STRANGERS
phonemes: ʃiː hæd nˌɑːt sˈiːn hɜː bɹˈʌðɚ lˈuːi, hˌuː wʌz nˈaʊ ɪn sˈaʊθ ˈæfɹɪkə, sˈɪns hiː hæd lˈɛft hˈoʊm tə dʒˈɔɪn hɪz ɹˈɛdʒɪmənt ɪn ˈɪndiə, nˌɪɹli fˈaɪv jˈɪɹz ɐɡˈoʊ. ðˈʌs ʃiː hæd ɡɹˈoʊn ɐkˈʌstəmd tʊ ɐ sˈɜːʔn̩ sˈɑːlɪtˌuːd; bˌʌt ðə lˈoʊnlinəs ʌvðə hˈɪlsaɪd ɪz nˌɑːt ðə lˈoʊnlinəs əvə lˈɑːɹdʒ hˈaʊs ɪnðə mˈɪdst əvə kɹˈaʊd ʌv stɹˈeɪndʒɚz.