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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It was a day or so before I could walk steadily, and the meantime I made unusual efforts to keep my brain quiet.
But in spite of all I could do, every mention of the giant's well by one of the peasants sent a strange thrill through me.
I would find myself suddenly pacing up and down the floor, and repeating over and over again the words Giant's well, giant's well.
Bulgar was greatly troubled in his mind and sat watching me with a most bewildered look in his loving eyes.
He had half a suspicion, I think, that the cruel blow from Ivan's whip handle had injured my reasoning powers, for at times he uttered a low, plaintive whine.
The moment I took notice of him, however, and acted more like myself, he gambled about me in the wildest delight.
As I had directed the peasants to drive Ivan's horses back towards Illich on the Illich, until they should meet the miscreant and deliver them to him, I was now without any means of continuing my journey northward, unless I set out like many of my famous predecessors, on foot.
They had longer legs than I, however, and were not loaded with so heavy a brain in proportion to their size, and a brain too that scarcely ever slept, least not soundly.
I was too impatient to reach the portals to the world within a world to go trudging along a dusty highway.
I must have horses and another Tarantas, or at least a peasant's cart.
I must push on.
My head was quite healed now, and my fever gone.
Hearken little master, whispered Yuliana, such was the name of the old woman who had taken care of me, thou art not what thou seemst.
I never saw the like of thee before.
If thou wouldst, I believe thou couldst tell me how high the sky east, how thick through the mountains air, and how deep the giant's well is, and
I smiled and then I said Didst ever drink from the giant's well, Yuliana?
At which she wagged her head and sent forth a low chuckle.
Hearken little master, she then whispered, coming close to me, and holding up one of her long, bony fingers.
Thou canst not trick me.
Thou knowest that the giant's well hath no bottom.
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