Lydia found the shadows bewildering and a litte frightening, but she was drawn to the window again despite that. Pushing back the curtains, she saw two figures out on the grass -- a man and a woman, the man dressed in evening wear, the woman's hair shining red in the moonlight.<br/><br/>She knew they would see her if they looked up, the candle in her hand, her face and nightgown pale against the darkness of the room behind her. As such, she was not entirely surprised when the man tipped his hat, but still nervous. Frowning, she stepped back as they faded into the darkness -- it didn't quite seem like it could be a trick of the light.<br/><br/>Looking around the room again as she let the curtains fall closed, she found the shadows seemed a little less dense. Although she could still hear noises in the house, those were easier to dismiss as servants and other guests.<br/><br/>Sighing, she began to pace around the room, thinking and listening.