text_original: Are you satisfied now ? " He had drawn up the glass again. The windows were clouded by the mist of their mingled breath ; the atmosphere was faint with the odour of the faded chrysanthemums on her gown and the carnation in the lapel of his coat. All that she could see of the outer world was the blurred light of the carriage lamps. The high spirited horse was going up and down the hills at a perilous pace. At this rate the journey could not take long.
text_transcription: ARE YOU SATISFIED NOW HE HAD DRAWN UP THE GLASS AGAIN THE WINDOWS WERE CLOUDED BY THE MIST OF THEIR MINGLED BREATH THE ATMOSPHERE WAS FAINT WITH THE ODOUR OF THE FADED CHRYSANTHEMUMS ON HER GOWN AND THE CARNATION IN THE LAPEL OF HIS COAT ALL THAT SHE COULD SEE OF THE OUTER WORLD WAS THE BLURRED LIGHT OF THE CARRIAGE LAMPS THE HIGH SPIRITED HORSE WAS GOING UP AND DOWN THE HILLS AT A PERILOUS PACE AT THIS RATE THE JOURNEY COULD NOT TAKE LONG
phonemes: ɑːɹ juː sˈæɾɪsfˌaɪd nˈaʊ ? " hiː hæd dɹˈɔːn ˌʌp ðə ɡlˈæs ɐɡˈɛn. ðə wˈɪndoʊz wɜː klˈaʊdᵻd baɪ ðə mˈɪst ʌv ðɛɹ mˈɪŋɡəld bɹˈɛθ ; ðɪ ˈætməsfˌɪɹ wʌz fˈeɪnt wɪððɪ ˈoʊdɚɹ ʌvðə fˈeɪdᵻd kɹɪsˈænθəməmz ˌɔn hɜː ɡˈaʊn ænd ðə kɑːɹnˈeɪʃən ɪnðə lɐpˈɛl ʌv hɪz kˈoʊt. ˈɔːl ðæt ʃiː kʊd sˈiː ʌvðɪ ˈaʊɾɚ wˈɜːld wʌzðə blˈɜːd lˈaɪt ʌvðə kˈæɹɪdʒ lˈæmps. ðə hˈaɪ spˈɪɹɪɾᵻd hˈɔːɹs wʌz ɡˌoʊɪŋ ˌʌp ænd dˌaʊn ðə hˈɪlz æɾə pˈɛɹɪləs pˈeɪs. æt ðɪs ɹˈeɪt ðə dʒˈɜːni kʊd nˌɑːt tˈeɪk lˈɔŋ.