(Part 4)
Not more than a mere country mile away... Shure-Lock Ohms was ready. Oh, yes!
He and Johnny had some new gear that Ohms had prepared. To look-out for that 'Sky-Visitor'.
The small box had tiny lights and several switches and dials. One dial had jumped to the Maximum mark.
"Johnny... In that direction. North-East of us. A high energy reading nearly off the scale. Our 'Friend' is quite near!"
By the time Ohms and Johnny got near the edge of Tin-Whistle Park... It was all over. They found a young woman... Asleep.
Ohms had an emergency smelling salts vial in one coat pocket. He applied a bit to the lady laying on the grass. She awoke!
"There, young Lady... Do not fear. My name is Thomas Ohms. This is my associate, Johnny. We came to your aid. Are you unhurt?"
After a short fit of coughing... a reaction to the powerful smelling salts... She nodded her head. "My name... my name is... Nancy, Sir."
Shure-Lock and Johnny got Nancy to a local doctor, where she was examined thoroughly.
Doc Smythe was an old chum of Ohms. He gave his assessment: "She is Fine..."
Ohms: "But...?"
Smythe: "But... the young Lady's knickers... her undergarments... are all missing. Strange, eh?"
Ohms: "Yet... she appears over-all... un-molested? Is that correct?"
Smythe: "Yes... Quite!"
(To be continued...)