The Lilac Ghost — Irene Saylor

After a whirlwind courtship at sea, Virginia had married Rick Bradly and gone with him to his ancestral home, an isolated house perched on the peak of a mountain and shunned by villagers and tradesmen. Now, after three weeks, Rich had gone off without warning, leaving his wife alone in a raging storm, with no company save a few women and the lilac ghost of Bradley Hall. And the ghost which walked the garden by the lilac bush was hardly reassuring.