text_original: But she did not remember that there might be wanderers in the world at that moment  driven out into life's wilderness by sin  whose hearts would well nigh break at this little glimpse of a home. She did not think of that awful sense of loss which crime must leave behind it. Perhaps that open house door had suggested thoughts like these to the farmer, for he paused before they entered.
text_transcription: BUT SHE DID NOT REMEMBER THAT THERE MIGHT BE WANDERERS IN THE WORLD AT THAT MOMENT DRIVEN OUT INTO LIFE'S WILDERNESS BY SIN WHOSE HEARTS WOULD WELL NIGH BREAK AT THIS LITTLE GLIMPSE OF A HOME SHE DID NOT THINK OF THAT AWFUL SENSE OF LOSS WHICH CRIME MUST LEAVE BEHIND IT PERHAPS THAT OPEN HOUSE DOOR HAD SUGGESTED THOUGHTS LIKE THESE TO THE FARMER FOR HE PAUSED BEFORE THEY ENTERED
phonemes: bˌʌt ʃiː dɪdnˌɑːt ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ ðæt ðɛɹ mˌaɪt biː wˈɔndɚɹɚz ɪnðə wˈɜːld æt ðæt mˈoʊmənt dɹˈɪvən ˈaʊt ˌɪntʊ lˈaɪfz wˈɪldɚnəs baɪ sˈɪn hˌuːz hˈɑːɹts wʊd wˈɛl nˈaɪ bɹˈeɪk æt ðɪs lˈɪɾəl ɡlˈɪmps əvə hˈoʊm. ʃiː dɪdnˌɑːt θˈɪŋk ʌv ðæt ˈɔːfəl sˈɛns ʌv lˈɔs wˌɪtʃ kɹˈaɪm mˈʌst lˈiːv bᵻhˈaɪnd ɪt. pɚhˈæps ðæt ˈoʊpən hˈaʊs dˈɔːɹ hæd sədʒˈɛstᵻd θˈɔːts lˈaɪk ðiːz tə ðə fˈɑːɹmɚ, fɔːɹ hiː pˈɔːzd bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðeɪ ˈɛntɚd.