I was in the ballroom, playing piano.Just ask Miss Peach! Besides, do you think I can see well enough through this veil to murder someone?
I was in the conservatory, listening to the music from the room next door. My large hat brim kept me from seeing anything useful, though I was with that darling school teacher.
I'm afraid I'm a little mussed up. Got tied up by - uh, with Miss Peach. Just ignore that rope. But I can verify the alibi of Mrs. Peacock, too. Very romantic music!
Even though I was in the kitchen all night, chopping vegetables with the knife, I could hear the piano from the room next door and someone chanting in the dining room.
True, I was trying to raise the spirits of the dead by the light of the candlestick, but the off-tune singing from the kitchen scared off all the spirits.
Yes, I heard that crazy woman and her stupid seance. I never left the lounge! And my beret is unsmudged!
Gee, Inspector, I just arrived here! I haven't even left the hall, and my service revolver is still in its holster. I did hear the guy in the study yelling on the phone.
I was on the phone in the study. Business call. Yes, my fingerprints are on the lead pipe, but I was just tossing it around while I talked. Dropped it on my head, see?
I was here reading quietly, so I heard everything, despite these large earrings. The man in the study swore up a storm at one point, but the room on the other side was oddly quiet.
I was playing billiards. . .she said that? Didn't hear a thing? No balls clacking? Okay, I hit him on the head with the wrench in the billiard room, then dragged his body outside.
