What you looking at me like that for? I've done nothing.
But Mrs Danvers keeps looking at me. She has a strange expression on her face.
She sighs, and shakes her head.
"How on earth am I going to get Hamish moved?" she sometimes says, and she sighs again.
No problem, I say; just walk into the room - I move then, all right. Out of your reach, Mrs Danvers!
She's hard to understand sometimes.