Baron Sebastian von Trump

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5,524 appearances 2 recordings 1 series first heard Jul 2026 last heard 8 Aug

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And by straining my eyes I satisfied myself of the existence of a shelf of rock on one side, as nearly as I could judge, about seventy five feet down.
It was a goodly stretch, and would require every foot of my rope.
You will not smile, I'm sure when I tell you that I pressed Bulgar to my breast and kissed him fondly before lowering away.
He returned my caresses, and by his joyous yelp gave me to understand that he had perfect faith in his little master.
In a few moments I had joined him on this narrow shelf of rock.
Below us now was darkness.
But think you I hesitated?
I knew that my eyes would soon become accustomed to the gloom, and I also knew that when my eyes failed, Bulgars keener ones were there to help me out.
I rigged my tackle now with extra care for I was really lowering my little brother on a sort of trip of discovery.
He was soon out of sight, and then in spite of my calmness I drew a quick breath, and my heart started upward, a barley corner so.
But hark, his quick, sharp bark comes plainly up to me.
It means that he has landed upon a safe shelf or ledge, and the next moment my legs encircled the rope, and I began to glide noiselessly down into the stilly depths, his glad voice ringing in my ears.
Again and again did I send my wise and watchful little brother down ahead of me.
Until at last, standing there and looking up,
Naught remained to me of the mighty outside world, but a bright silver speck like a tiny ray of light streaming through a pinhole in the curtains of your chamber.
But stop have we reached the bottom of the giant's well?
For with a trial plummet I find that the walls are no longer sheer.
They slope inward, and gently too, almost so much so that I hardly need a line to continue my descent.
Lighting one of my little tapers, I make my way cautiously around the edge.
In half an hour I find myself back at the starting place.
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