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Chapter XVIII

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Col. Grangerford was a gentleman, you ssssssssss

see. He was a gentleman all over; ssssssssss

and so was his family. He was well ssssssssss

born, as the saying is, and that's worth ssssssssss

as much in a man as it is in a horse, ssssssssss

so the Widow Douglass said, and no- ssssssssss

body ever denied that she was of the ssssssssss

first aristocracy in our town; and ssssssssss

pap he always said it, too, though he ssssssssss

warn't no more quality than a mud- ssssssssss

cat, himself. Col. Grangerford was ssssssssss

very tall and very slim, and had a ssssssssss

darkish-paly complexion, not a sign of ssssssssss

red in it anywheres; he was clean- ssssssssss

shaved every morning, all over his ssssssssss

thin face, and he had the thinnest ssssssssss

kind of lips, and the thinnest kind of ssssssssss

nostrils, and a high nose, and heavy eyebrows, and the blackest kind of eyes,

sunk so deep back that they seemed like they was looking out of caverns at you,

as you may say. His forehead was high, and his hair was black and straight,

and hung to his shoulders. His hands was long and thin, and every day of

his life he put on a clean shirt and a full suit from head to foot made out of

linen so white it hurt your eyes to look at it; and on Sundays he wore a blue

tail-coat with brass buttons on it. He carried a mahogany cane with a silver

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