text_original: The keen fresh wind, the wind from pine clad hills and distant snow mountains, blew in upon her bare neck and chilled her ; but it helped to cool the fever of her mind, and she sat down and leant her head upon her clasped hands, and tried to think what she must do to free herself from the toils in which guilty love had caught her. She must escape from the yacht.
text_transcription: THE KEEN FRESH WIND WITH THE WIND FROM PINE CLAD HILLS AND DISTANT SNOW MOUNTAINS BLEW IN UPON HER BARE NECK AND CHILLED HER BUT IT HELPED TO COOL THE FEVER OF HER MIND AND SHE SAT DOWN AND LEANED HER HEAD UPON HER CLASPED HANDS AND TRIED TO THINK WHAT SHE MUST DO TO FREE HERSELF FROM THE TOILS IN WHICH GUILTY LOVE HAD CAUGHT HER SHE MUST ESCAPE FROM THE YACHT
phonemes: ðə kˈiːn fɹˈɛʃ wˈɪnd, ðə wˈɪnd fɹʌm pˈaɪn klˈæd hˈɪlz ænd dˈɪstənt snˈoʊ mˈaʊntɪnz, blˈuː ɪn əpˌɑːn hɜː bˈɛɹ nˈɛk ænd tʃˈɪld hɜː ; bˌʌt ɪt hˈɛlpt tə kˈuːl ðə fˈiːvɚɹ ʌv hɜː mˈaɪnd, ænd ʃiː sˈæt dˌaʊn ænd lˈɛnt hɜː hˈɛd əpˌɑːn hɜː klˈæspt hˈændz, ænd tɹˈaɪd tə θˈɪŋk wʌt ʃiː mˈʌst dˈuː tə fɹˈiː hɜːsˈɛlf fɹʌmðə tˈɔɪlz ɪnwˌɪtʃ ɡˈɪlti lˈʌv hæd kˈɔːt hɜː. ʃiː mˈʌst ɛskˈeɪp fɹʌmðə jˈɑːt.