(Part 2)
Professor Wagstaff was a wily inventor... Even a fair musician/composer? Yes!
He was the one who composed the music for the new opera: 'The Moon Maiden'.
If the opera was a success... He would have more funds to finish his Moon Rocket.
An experimental 'First Shot' at old Luna... Unmanned, of course. But the large telescope
at New Greenwich Observatory could confirm if the rocket hit its 'mark'... The Moon's surface.
In fact, the opera stage set rocket was an early prototype of his Moon Rocket design. It looked... Real!
That very evening, Prof. Wagstaff would have a visitor. A scientist from across the Big Channel & Europe.
Another scientist and inventor... Very much into the new science of rocketry 'just taking off' at present? Yes.
His name was Arkady Yanofsky. He was much younger than Wagstaff, but he talked a good 'game'. Too good?
This man Yanofsky was very curious about how Wagstaff would power his Moon Rocket... By a rare meteorite
of unusual properties and high energy minerals within its inner crust exterior. More energy than gunpowder!
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Ohms would soon be visited again by Chief Inspector Lester of New London's Scotland Yard. Oh yes, mate. Aye!
This was a few days before the premier and very first performance of Wagstaff's and Woodburn's opera about
a lonely maiden on the Moon (wishing for a Lover to come... From another World!) Of course, Wagstaff was
only the composer of the music. Woodburn provided the lyrics to all the songs... And the initial financing.
Old 'Jelly' Jeremiah Woodburn was an associate of Wagstaff: they attended the same Alma Mater. Aye.
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A knock on the front door of Sir Thomas O'Toole's (AKA: Shure-Lock Ohms) apartment door... The Inspector!
"Hello Mrs. Judson... May I come in to see Mr. Ohms... Er, I mean Thomas. Official police business... You, see?"
"Of course, Inspector... Would you like a cup of Earl Grey? No trouble at all..." She replied, taking the Inspector's coat.
"Yes, I sure could use a cup. Maybe a tiny drop of Irish whisky as well. It's been a very cold morning" he answered, smiling.
Shure-Lock Ohms came out from his Laboratory Room and went right to the small kitchen. "I'll join you in a cup, Inspector.
Something transpiring now, within New London Town? Is there something I can help you with? I am at your disposal, good Sir!"
The Chief Inspector looked quite relieved... As Ohms had nearly taken the first words out of his mouth once again? Aye, mate.
"Ohms... There was a theft last night... At The Royal Museum. A very rare and expensive... Meteorite.
Worth a million pounds, I'd say... If it's worth a shilling. Maybe you can help with the case, I hope."
Ohms took another sip of his Earl Grey, then responded: "Inspector, may we proceed to the Museum, forthwith... After our tea?"
The Inspector smiled very broadly. If anyone could crack this new case wide open... It was the Electrical Detective: Shure-Lock Ohms!
(End of Part 2... To Be Continued)