text_original: And involuntarily there came from me a sound, not quite a shout, not quite an oath. I saw the mare's eye turn back, faintly derisive, as who should say: Alone I did it! Then slowly, comfortably, a little ashamed, we jogged on, in the mood of men and horses when danger is over.
text_transcription: AND INVOLUNTARILY THERE CAME FROM ME A SOUND NOT QUITE A SHOUT NOT QUITE AN OATH I SAW THE MAYOR'S EYE TURN BACK FAINTLY DERISIVE AS WE SHOULD SAY ALONE I DID IT THEN SLOWLY COMFORTABLY A LITTLE ASHAMED WE JOGGED ON IN THE MOOD OF MEN AND HORSES WHEN DANGER IS OVER
phonemes: ænd ɪnvˌɑːləntˈɛɹᵻli ðɛɹ kˈeɪm fɹʌm mˌiː ɐ sˈaʊnd, nˌɑːt kwˈaɪt ɐ ʃˈaʊt, nˌɑːt kwˈaɪt ɐn ˈoʊθ. aɪ sˈɔː ðə mˈɛɹz ˈaɪ tˈɜːn bˈæk, fˈeɪntli dᵻɹˈaɪsɪv, æz hˌuː ʃˌʊd sˈeɪ: ɐlˈoʊn aɪ dˈɪd ɪt! ðˈɛn slˈoʊli, kˈʌmftəbli, ɐ lˈɪɾəl ɐʃˈeɪmd, wiː dʒˈɑːɡd ˈɔn, ɪnðə mˈuːd ʌv mˈɛn ænd hˈɔːɹsᵻz wɛn dˈeɪndʒɚɹ ɪz ˈoʊvɚ.