Rose was trembling. So Mr. Meijer had noticed? Her mind raced, looking for an excuse, but it was hard to think while she felt herself turning red and sweating. "I-I was just inspectin' t' rooms before goin' in for t' night, ser. I thought I heard som't an' it might be a burglar." Her accent got thicker, as it tended to do when she was under stress.