I'm sorry to say, Mrs. Peacock, that while your imagination is as colorful as your name suggests, your dazzling bird's-brain has unfortunately produced an erroneously colored picture of the situation at hand. In short, I can disprove your assertion, birdy.
Now, I suppose I shall move onward from this Conservatory that I have been so unceremoniously dragged into, so that I may observe the situation from the Ballroom. It would seem to me that it is possible Miss Scarlet, with her love of intoxication and scandalously loose dancing, might enjoy the sight of Mr. Boddy swinging, just as loosely, high in the air from a chandelier by a Rope around his neck.