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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We shall all be bewitched.
Quick, quick, cast off the loads you're bearing, and follow us.
The two men didn't wait for a second bidding.
And throwing the tackle on the ground they all disappeared like a flash.
But for several moments I could hear the screams of poor Yuliana as these young wretches beat the old woman with their birch and rods.
Well, dear readers, what say you to this?
Was I not in a pleasant position, truly?
Alone with Bulgar in that wild and gloomy mountain region, the black rocks hanging like frowning giants and ogres over our heads, with the dwarf pines for hair, clumps of white moss for eyes, vast gaping cracks for mouths, and gnarled and twisted roots for terrible fingers, ready to reach down for my poor little weasen frame.
Did I follow trembling?
Did I make haste to follow those craven spirits down the mountainside?
Did I shift the peg of my courage a single hole lower?
Not I if I had I wouldn't have been worthy of the name I bore.
What I did do was to throw myself at full length on a bed of moss, call Bulgar to my side, and close my eyes to the outer world.
I have heard of great men going to bed at high noon to give themselves up to thought.
And I had often done it myself before I had heard of their doing it.
In fifteen minutes, by nature's watch, the sun on the face of the mountain, I had solved the problem.
Now there were two difficulties staring me in the face, namely to find somebody to show me the way up the mountain, and if that body couldn't carry my tackle then to find somebody else who could
It suddenly occurred to me that I had noticed some cattle grazing at the foot of the mountain, and what's more that these cattle were very peculiar yolks.
What are these yokes for?
I asked myself, for they were of a make quite different from any that I remembered ever having seen, and consisted of a stout wooden collar, from the bottom of which there projected backward between the beast's forelegs, a straight piece of wood armed with an iron spike pointing toward the ground.
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