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@@@@@Its shirt, I saw, was as blue as its breechesIt slid from place to place with its unmoving legs always cocked in the same position, like a figure in a shooting galleryIt was gone again, then appeared on the porchA 954 moment later it was in the driveway, almost directly in front of usLooking at it made my head hurt, and it still made me afraidbut only because she had been afraid The next time it showed itself, it was on the double-rutted path to the Shade Beach, and this time we could see the Gulf shining through its blouse and breechesIt winked out of sight, and Wireman began to laugh hysterically "What?" Jack turned to him "What?" "It's a fuckin lawn jockey!" Wireman said, laughing harder than ever"One of those black lawn jockeys that are now so politically verboten, blown up to three, maybe four times its normal size! Elizabeth's boogeyman was the house lawn jockey!" He tried to say more, but couldn'tHe leaned over, laughing so hard he had to brace his hands on his kneesI saw the joke, but couldn't share it and not only because my daughter was dead in Rhode IslandWireman was only laughing now because at first he had been as frightened as Jack and I, as frightened as Libbit must have beenAnd why had 955 she been frightened? Because someone, quite likely by accident, had put the wrong idea in her imaginative little headMy money was on Nan Melda, and - maybe - a bedtime story meant only to soothe a child who was still fretful from her head injury Maybe even insomniacOnly this bedtime story had lodged in the wrong place, and grown TEEFBlue Breeches wasn't like the frogs we'd seen back on the road, eitherThose had been all Elizabeth, and there'd been no malevolence about themThe lawn jockey, howeverhe might originally have come from little Libbit's battered head, but I had an idea that Perse had long since appropriated him for her own purposesIf anyone got this close to Elizabeth's first home, there it was, all ready to scare the intruder awayInto a stay at the nearest lunatic asylum, m