You don't expect me to swaller all that

  "My eyes, if you ain't in luck, Luke Walton," he said. "Where did you get that bill? Is it a one?"   "No, it's a five."   "Where'd you get it?"   "A gentleman just bought two papers of me."   "And gave you five dollars! You don't expect me to swaller all that, do you?"   "I'm to bring him the change to-morrow," continued Luke.   The other boy nearly doubled up with merriment.   "Wasn't he jolly green, though?" he ejaculated.   "Why was he?" asked Luke, who by this time felt considerably annoyed.   "He'll have to whistle for his money."   "Why will he?"   "Cause he will."   "He won't do anything of the sort. I shall take him his change to-morrow morning."   "What?" ejaculated Tom Brooks.