Beeler.
To blame? To blame for what?
Martha.
For him a-peterin' out.
Beeler.
What's she got to do with it?
Martha.
Maybe she ain't got nothin' to do with it, and maybe she's got a whole lot.
Beeler.
Marthy, I don't want it to get out, but you're a plum' luny sentimental old maid fool!