Kid on "The Jetsons"

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Jack blindly swept three of them behind him, heard them clash and rattle — and then a howl of fury as Elroy stumbled into them.

He was in the Territories again, the place which such charming folks as Morgan of Orris, Osmond the Bullwhipper, and Elroy the Amazing Goat-Man all called home, the Territories, where anything could happen.

Elroy was driving that nightmare coach, Elroy grinning with a mouth that was filled with dead fangs, Elroy who just couldn't wait to find Jack Sawyer again and split open Jack Sawyer's belly and pull out Jack Sawyer's intestines.

His mind gave him the suddenly very clear image of a bank of pay telephones beneath their hairdryer plastic bubbles, and almost immediately bucked away from it — as if Elroy or some other Territories creature could reach right out of the receiver and clamp a hand around his throat.

He remembered tiptoeing down the stinking back hall of the Oatley Tap toward the fire-door, sensing Elroy somewhere near, smelling him, perhaps, as a cow on the other side would undoubtedly smell Wolf.

Osmond was bad, the reappearance of Elroy was worse, but the thing between the two of them was a nightmare.

It tore the goat-thing's entire head off, and yet Elroy, headless, continued to climb for a moment, and one of his hands, the fingers melted together in two clumps to make a parody of a cloven hoof, pawed blindly for Jack's head before it tumbled backward.

After Smokey Updike, and Osmond, and Gardener, and Elroy, and something that looked like a cross between an alligator and a Sherman tank, all it really took to bring him down was overweight, hypertensive Morgan Sloat crouched behind a rock, watching and waiting for an overconfident boy named Jack Sawyer to come boogy-ing right down on top of him.

The chimney, which had been damaged during a storm the previous winter, had been repaired by some workmen whom Elroy Jefferson had sent to the island, and the place had been thoroughly cleaned.

The other man was none other than Elroy Jefferson, the owner of Cabin Island.

If the fury the Elroys felt against the system took the form of abuse of the accountant who forced them to face nasty facts, it wasn’t unduly surprising.

I did doubt, though, that even Elroy senior would make his abuse physical.

A hubbub drew his attention to the far end of the hall, where he saw somebody - it looked to be Elroy - being carried in from the garden, his clothes in filthied disarray, his jaw slack.

He glanced round, and through the milling figures caught sight of Elroy, who was thrashing about like an epileptic, yelling blue murder.

He felt the sweat on his face turning cold, as the mother of Elroys terrible infant drew herself towards him.