Pulp Fiction, 1938 · page 43 of 148
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By John Dorman Eric Nelson was'‘a skipper with a black-marked ticket. And his cap- taincy of the Evelyn Clark made his future look blacker. For his destination was the double-cross- roads of the sea. sk four-masted schooner E'velym Clark, bound out of New York in ballast for Tampa, was well at sea by midnight. Captain Eric Nelson, a big ruddy, raw-boned man of thirty-four or- dered the mate called then, and prepared to go below. The mate, Whitey Summers by name, came onto the moonlit poop almost at Gomichbook (E@)