 Why did Hilary pour detergent into the fountain?
"It has the purpose," I told her, "of teaching the members something about commerce and industry. They manufacture simple compositions like polishing waxes and sell them from door-to-door. Marjorie put back her head and laughed, and I was forced to join her, for we both recognize that my understanding and "feel" for commercial matters—if I may use that expression—is almost nonexistent. "Well, sure, I suppose we want to," said Hilary. "No, they're formulations—you know, mixtures. "Some," said Hilary, "and I've got a home laboratory."
 He didn't, it was Tommy.
 He didn't, it was Mary.  He didn't, it was Tommy.  He didn't, it was Doris.  He didn't, it was Peter.