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Jim laid the bottle on the bed and then sat down on his chair.
"My head begins to swim some but I guess I can finish the story all right. I know I'm pretty longwinded. Still I guess I can't talk very much more if I wanted to. I'm glad the whiskey's beginnin' to get in its work; I don't believe I'll have much trouble gettin' so drunk that I won't know whether I'm goin' to a hangin' or a primary.