Baron Sebastian von Trump
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5,524 appearances
2 recordings
1 series
first heard Jul 2026
last heard 8 Aug
Baron Sebastian von Trump’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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That I had thrown Bulgars and my own life away in a mad and unreasoning haste, that I should never reach the wonderful world within a world, that there, in that thick gloom, we must lay our bodies and bones.
Or thought I, may not the learned master of masters Don Fun have made an error himself in holding out the idea that the pipe of Polyphemus' funnel was large enough to admit the passage of a man's body.
In my almost frenzy, I advanced to the mouth of the pipe and, lowering myself into it, let my body sink as far as it would.
It caught at the shoulders, and after a careful examination I was forced to reach the brain racking conclusion that my faithful Bulgar and I had travelled our last mile together.
There was nothing for us to do but to lie down and die.
Lie down and die.
Never I had noticed in making the descent into the giant's well, that its side had much the appearance of being walled around by blocks of stone.
With bulgur strapped to my back, I would slowly climb up from shelf to shelf until my strength failed me, and then I would wait until I thought old Yuliana had come back to gather herbs, and possibly I might make her hear me.
In my despair I sighed and clutched my own arms, and as I did so one of my hands came into contact with something cold and slippery, having the feel of tallow.
Taking a pinch of the substance between my thumb and finger, I rubbed it thoughtfully for a moment, and then a ray of hope came.
broke through the awful gloom that enshrouded me so piteously.
It was black lead.
There could be no doubt of it.
It had made its way through a crack or crevice in Polyphemus' funnel, and I had rubbed it off in sliding down the sides.
With this greasy material to rub on the inside of the pipe to the funnel, and also to besmear myself with, mayhap I might yet slip through into the world within a world.
At any rate, I determined to make the trial, even if I left some of my skin on the flinty rock.
In order to collect my thoughts thoroughly, and that I might proceed step by step in that systematic order so characteristic of all my wonderful exploits, I sat down.
And putting my arm around dear Bulgar's neck, and drawing him up against me, and
I communed with myself for a good half hour.
Then all was in readiness for action, and to prove to you, dear friends, how careful Bulgar was not to interrupt my train of thought, I have to report to you that although a small animal of the rat family came out from a crevice in the rock while I sat there thinking, as I could see by the light of my tiny wax taper, and had the temerity first to sniff at Bulgaria.
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