about one o'clock
The original runs as follows . Lady Fanshaw , shifting among her friends in Ireland , like other sound loyalists of the period , tells her story thus : -- `` From thence we went to the Lady Honor O'Brien 's , a lady that went for a maid , but few believed it . She was the youngest daughter of the Earl of Thomond . There we staid three nights -- the first of which I was surprised at being laid in a chamber , where , when about one o'clock , I heard a voice that awakened me . I drew the curtain , and in the casement of the window I saw , by the light of the moon , a woman leaning through the casement into the room , in white , with red hair and pale and ghastly complexion . She spoke loud , and in a tone I had never heard , thrice . `` A horse ; '' and then , with a sigh more like the wind than breath , she vanished , and to me her body looked more like a thick cloud than substance .