going to be that kind of a fool

"I shall carry him his change in the morning--four dollars and ninety-eight cents. Can't you understand that?"   "You ain't going to be such a fool, Luke Walton?"   "If it's being a fool to be honest, then I'm going to be that kind of a fool. Wouldn't you do the same?"   "No, I wouldn't. I'd just invite all the boys round the corner to go with me to the theayter. Come, Luke, be a good feller, and give us all a blow-out. We'll go to the theayter, and afterwards we'll have an oyster stew. I know a bully place on Clark Street, near Monroe."   "Do you take me for a thief, Tom Brooks?" exclaimed Luke, indignantly.   "The gentleman meant you to have the money. Of course he knew you wouldn't bring it back. Lemme see, there's a good play on to Hooley's. Six of us will cost a dollar and a half, and the oyster stews will be fifteen cents apiece. That'll only take half the money, and you'll have half left for yourself."   "I am ashamed of you, Tom Brooks. You want me to become a thief, and it is very evident what you would do if you were in my place. What would the gentleman think of me?"   "He don't know you. You can go on State Street to sell papers, so he won't see you."   "Suppose he should see me."   "You can tell him you lost the money. You ain't smart, Luke Walton, or you'd know how to manage."   "No, I am not smart in that way, I confess. I shan't waste any more time talking to you. I'm going home."