text_original: " she exclaimed, brushing the people aside as though they were so many flies. " What can you be thinking of? My dear Everard, pray come away with us at once.
text_transcription: PAINED BRUSHING THE PEOPLE ASIDE AS THOUGH THEY WERE SO MANY FLIES WHAT CAN YOU BE THINKING OF MY DEAR EVERARD PRAY COME AWAY WITH US AT ONCE
phonemes: " ʃiː ɛksklˈeɪmd, bɹˈʌʃɪŋ ðə pˈiːpəl ɐsˈaɪd æz ðˌoʊ ðeɪ wɜː sˌoʊ mˈɛni flˈaɪz. " wˌʌt kæn juː biː θˈɪŋkɪŋ ʌv? maɪ dˈɪɹ ˈɛvɚɹˌɑːɹd, pɹˈeɪ kˈʌm ɐwˈeɪ wɪð ˌʌs ɐtwˈʌns.