white night

The ghost was a well-grown girl, dressed in nothing but a white night-gown, for I could see her bare feet beyond the hem of it.

It was dressed in its little cap, and long white night-gown—a cold image of purity and perfect peace.

Jeanne could hardly sleep for the joy of her lovely white night-dress.

We passed among the sleeping vessels with their white night-lights showing aloft.

Her white night-dress was buttoned up to her neck, her hair fastened into an embroidered cap, her lovely hands lay on the quilt.