Elly
I guess we cain’t....
Butch (scornfully)
No, ’course not! You never had no idee of it. You wuz jist talkin’....
Elly
I did have an idee. I thought—when I seen ’em outside ... they might be a way of throwin’ the blame onto that boy, someway....
Butch (rising—excited)
Elly! You thought of blamin’ him with....
Elly
Yes. ’Fore I seen him, I did. After he come in, I knowed we couldn’t.