His influence had been considerable, but was said to be already on the wane; though it was thought likely that he would win a seat in the coming Parliament.
The other two men were Molloy, secretary to the congress, short, smooth-faced, and wiry, a man whose pleasant eye and manner were often misleading, since he was in truth one of the hottest fighting men of a fighting movement; and Wilkins, a friend of Casey's--ex-iron worker, Union official, and Labour candidate for a Yorkshire division--an uneducated, passionate fellow, speaking with a broad, Yorkshire accent, a bad man of affairs, but honest, and endowed with the influence which comes of sincerity, together with a gift for speaking and superhuman powers of physical endurance.
"Well, I'm glad it's over," said Wharton, throwing himself into a chair with a long breath, and at the same time stretching out his hand to ring the bell.

"Casey, some whisky?
No?
Nor you, Wilkins?
nor Molloy?
As for you, Bennett, I know it's no good asking you.

By George! our grandfathers would have thought us a poor lot! Well, some coffee at any rate you must all of you have before you go back.

Waiter! coffee.

By the way, I have been seeing something of Hallin, Bennett, down in the country." He took out his cigarette case as he spoke, and offered it to the others.