An old local tale, undated beyond a general nineteenth-century setting, describes a father and daughter travelling together by carriage along a lane running between Lutterworth and Leicester when something entirely unseen caused their horse to freeze suddenly in genuine terror, refusing to take another step forward no matter how it was urged on.
The daughter climbed down from the carriage to investigate what might have frightened the animal so badly, only to see a hooded figure dressed entirely in black step calmly out from a nearby hedge; when the figure slowly lowered its hood, its face beneath was found to be entirely blank, featureless in a way that offered no explanation for what it actually was. The figure vanished the instant the father called out his daughter's own name in alarm, and the horse recovered its nerve enough afterward to gallop the carriage safely away from the spot.
This reads very much like a genuine piece of oral folk tale rather than any kind of reported first-hand sighting, carrying the recognisable structure and dramatic beats of a traditional ghost story passed down carefully by word of mouth across generations, and no specific date, family name, or exact location has survived attached to it in any form. It is recorded honestly here as folklore rather than as any kind of documented haunting.
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