Pulp Fiction, 1949 · page 111 of 132
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err ae > ~~ ome of the deep-sea creatures, moving about on the upheaved reefs. As for the giant splash that occurred in the darkness ahead of the boat, this must rolling back into the sea. _ No one aboard ever learnt about the jewels. I took care of that! I sold the ruby badly, so I’ve heard siace; but I do not grumble even now. Twenty-three thousand pounds I had for it alone, from a merchant in London. I learned afterwards he made double that on it; but I don’t spoil my pleasure by grum- bling. I wonder often how the stones and things came where I found them; but she carried guns, as I’ve told, I think; and there’s rum doings happen at sea; yes, by George! : __ The smell—oh that I guess was due to heaving all that. deep-sea slime up for human noses to smell at. _ This yarn is, of course, known in nautical circles, and was briefly mentioned in the old Nautical Mercury of 1879. The series of volcanic reefs (which dis- appeared in 1883) were charted under the name of the “Alfred Jessop Shoals and Reefs”; being named after our Captain who discovered them and lost his life on them. : 109 have been due to some large portion of heaved-up rock, overbalancing and *GOmicboo