"When there's time." "Talking about Bingham," Oliver told them; "you know Bingham's story about Jim Whelan keeping sober for two weeks, for the first time in twenty years, to vote for Winter?
Wouldn't touch a thing--no, he was going to do it this time, if he died for it; it was disagreeable to refuse drinks, but it was going to be worth his while.

Been boasting about the post-office janitorship Winter was to give him if he got in.
Well, in he came to Number Eleven this morning all dressed up, with a clean collar, looking thirstier than any man you ever saw, and gets his paper.

Young Charlie Bingham is deputy returning officer at Number Eleven.

In a second back comes Whelan.

'This ballot's marked; he says; 'you don't fool me.' 'Is it ?' says Charlie, taking it out of his hand.
'That's very wrong, Jim; you shouldn't have marked it,' and drops it into the ballot-box.