text_original: After he was gone she sat dreaming till it grew dusk, and wondering what would become of her when Arnold Wayne had married Mrs. Verdon. The pigeons had gone to roost, the last blush of crimson had faded from the sky, and the first stars were twinkling faintly in the gloaming.
text_transcription: AFTER HE WAS GONE SHE SAT DREAMING TILL IT GREW DUSK AND WONDERING WHAT WOULD BECOME OF HER WHEN ARNOLD WAIN HAD MARRIED MISSUS VERDON THE PIGEONS HAD GONE TO ROOST THE LAST BLUSH OF CRIMSON HAD FADED FROM THE SKY AND THE FIRST STARS WERE TWINKLING FAINTLY IN THE GLOAMING
phonemes: ˈæftɚ hiː wʌz ɡɔn ʃiː sˈæt dɹˈiːmɪŋ tˈɪl ɪt ɡɹˈuː dˈʌsk, ænd wˈʌndɚɹɪŋ wʌt wʊd bɪkˌʌm ʌv hɜː wɛn ˈɑːɹnəld wˈeɪn hæd mˈæɹid mˈɪsɪz. vˈɜːdən. ðə pˈɪdʒənz hæd ɡɔn tə ɹˈuːst, ðə lˈæst blˈʌʃ ʌv kɹˈɪmsən hæd fˈeɪdᵻd fɹʌmðə skˈaɪ, ænd ðə fˈɜːst stˈɑːɹz wɜː twˈɪŋklɪŋ fˈeɪntli ɪnðə ɡlˈoʊmɪŋ.