She said something soft, like Sloane may have, and patted his arm, like Sloane would have. Lester looked at her with wide eyes, willing an answer — but surely it was impossible?

"If you believe in that sort of thing," he said, with a soft almost-smile. "Are you visiting anyone today?" he asked. She had the ladies' maid with her, and — that had to mean that she was a real person, not a ghost come to haunt him in the graveyard.