you got five dollars

  "Then we don't agree, that is all."   "I say, Luke, won't you take me to the theayter?"   "I can't afford it."   "That's all bosh! Haven't you got five dollars? I'd feel rich on five dollars."   "Perhaps I might if it were mine, but it isn't."   "You can use it all the same," said Tom, in an insinuating voice.   "Yes, I can be dishonest if I choose, but I don't choose."   "What Sunday school do you go to?" asked Tom, with a sneer.   "None at present."   "I thought you did by your talk. It makes me sick!"   "Then," said Luke, good-naturedly, "there is no need to listen to it. I am afraid you are not likely to enjoy my company, so I will walk along."   Luke kept on his way, leaving Tom smoking sullenly.   "That feller's a fool!" he muttered, in a disgusted tone.