text_original: In one hour, in the grove, ye shall hear and be satisfied. That is my answer now. Come Milo." She walked slowly and steadily straight through the midst of the muttering, grumbling mob, Milo at her back like a gargantuan shadow. And looking neither to one way or the other, meeting eyes that glared in her path with cold, dignified disdain, she proceeded through the camp, across the grove, and to the ledge behind the altar.
text_transcription: IN ONE HOUR IN THE GROVE YE SHALL HEAR AND BE SATISFIED THAT IS MY ANSWER NOW COME MY LORD SLOWLY AND STEADILY STRAIGHT THROUGH THE MIDST OF THE MUTTERING GRUMBLING MOB MILO AT HER BACK LIKE A GARGANTUAN SHADOW AND LOOKING NEITHER TO ONE WAY OR THE OTHER MEETING EYES THAT GLARED IN HER PATH WITH COLD DIGNIFIED DISDAIN SHE PROCEEDED THROUGH THE CAMP ACROSS THE GROVE AND TO THE LEDGE BEHIND THE ALTAR
phonemes: ɪn wˈʌn ˈaʊɚ, ɪnðə ɡɹˈoʊv, jiː ʃˌæl hˈɪɹ ænd biː sˈæɾɪsfˌaɪd. ðæt ɪz maɪ ˈænsɚ nˈaʊ. kˈʌm mˈaɪloʊ." ʃiː wˈɔːkt slˈoʊli ænd stˈɛdili stɹˈeɪt θɹuː ðə mˈɪdst ʌvðə mˈʌɾɚɹɪŋ, ɡɹˈʌmblɪŋ mˈɑːb, mˈaɪloʊ æt hɜː bˈæk lˈaɪk ɐ ɡɑːɹɡˈæntʃuːən ʃˈædoʊ. ænd lˈʊkɪŋ nˈiːðɚ tə wˈʌn wˈeɪ ɔːɹ ðɪ ˈʌðɚ, mˈiːɾɪŋ ˈaɪz ðæt ɡlˈɛɹd ɪn hɜː pˈæθ wɪð kˈoʊld, dˈɪɡnᵻfˌaɪd dɪsdˈeɪn, ʃiː pɹəsˈiːdᵻd θɹuː ðə kˈæmp, əkɹˌɑːs ðə ɡɹˈoʊv, ænd tə ðə lˈɛdʒ bᵻhˌaɪnd ðɪ ˈɔltɚ.