text_original: Then she waited, in the midst of strangers, and consuming herself with a fiery impatience that made every hour of fresh sus  pense a torture.
text_transcription: THEN SHE WAITED IN THE MIDST OF STRANGERS AND CONSUMING HERSELF WITH A FIERY IMPATIENCE THAT MADE EVERY HOUR OF FRESH SUSPENSE A TORTURE
phonemes: ðˈɛn ʃiː wˈeɪɾᵻd, ɪnðə mˈɪdst ʌv stɹˈeɪndʒɚz, ænd kənsˈuːmɪŋ hɜːsˈɛlf wɪð ɐ fˈaɪɚɹi ɪmpˈeɪʃəns ðæt mˌeɪd ˈɛvɹi ˈaʊɚɹ ʌv fɹˈɛʃ sˈʌs pˈɛns ɐ tˈɔːɹtʃɚ.