Baron Sebastian von Trump
speaker
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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Save me, brothers.
Peace, fellow, I called out sternly, how darest thou exercise thy dull wit on thy master?
Get thee to bed at once, or I'll have thee whipped by the village constable for thy drunkenness.
Ivan clamoured upon the top of the bake oven and stretched himself out on a sheepskin, then turning to the tavern keeper I forbade him under any pretext whatever to give my servant any more liquor to drink.
Ah, your excellency, exclaimed the tavern keeper, with a gesture of disgust, the fools never know when they have had enough.
It matters not what the tavern keeper may say to them.
They tell us not to spoil our own trade.
Ah they don't know when to stop.
They have throats as deep as that giant's well.
Giants well the giants well, I murmured to myself, as I again threw myself down upon the bag of hay which did service as a mattress for those who could afford to pay for it.
It's strange how those words seemed to be in every peasant's mouth, but I thought no more about it at the time.
Sleep got the better of me, and with my usual good night to the elder baron and the gracious baroness, my mother, I dropped off into sweet forgetfulness.
It is a good thing that I had the power of falling asleep almost at will, and
For with my restless brain ever throbbing and pulsating with its own overabundance of strength, ever tapping at the thin panels of bone which covered it, like an imprisoned inventor pounding on his cell door and pleading to be let out into the daylight with his plans and schemes, I should simply have become a lunatic.
As it was, with the mere power of thought I ordered sweet slumber to come to my rescue, and so obedient was this good angel of mine that all I had to do.
what I had to do was simply to set the time when I wished to awaken, and the thing was done to the very minute.
As for Bulgar, I never pretended to lay down any rules for him.
He made a practice of catching forty winks when he was persuaded that no danger of any kind threatened me, and even then, I am half inclined to believe that like an anxious mother over her babe, he never quite closed both eyes at once.
Though entirely sobbered by daybreak, yet Ivan went about the task of harnessing up with such an ill grace that I was obliged to reprove him several times before we had left the tavern yard.
He was like a vicious but cowardly animal that quails before a strong and steady eye, but watches its opportunity to spring upon you when your back is turned.
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