Seeing that her candle was flickering out, she substituted for it a pink one taken from a chiffonier.

The figure walked nearly to the window, turned three-quarters round, said 'To-morrow!' and was no more seen.

Mrs.Claughton went back to her room, where her eldest child asked:-- "'Who is the lady in white ?' "'Only me, mother, go to sleep,' she thinks she answered.

After lying awake for two hours, with gas burning, she fell asleep.

The pink candle from the drawing-room chiffonier was in her candlestick in the morning.
"After hearing the lady's narrative I told her to try change of air, which she declined as cowardly.