"Here is a little help, my man, until you get work.

Stick to the good old Party." He left two dollars in Lamb's eager hands.
Surprised at this unusual bounty, Peter said, "Thank you, sir.

God bless you.

It'll be a great help." It meant for the hapless drinker whisky, and he was quick to note the way in which Grey became interested in the man who had lost fingers.
Grey lingered.

"I must risk your barber's awkwardness," he said.
"Oh, he can shave pretty well when he's sober.