ðə fˈɑːloʊɪŋ mˈɔːɹnɪŋ hiː ɹᵻpˈoːɹɾᵻd tə ðɪ ˈɛmpɚɹɚ: “jʊɹ hˈaɪnəs, ðə bˈuːlɪvˌɑːɹd hˈæzbiːn klˈɪɹd ʌv stˈɪks!”
The following morning he reported to the emperor: “Your Highness, the Boulevard has been cleared of sticks!”