“Congratulations may be premature,” I regretfully responded. “I was able to furninsh the facts to the police to hold the butler, and I retrieved an invoice that was the cause for the murder. And it is a confirmtion that it involves a shipment of shrimp as you intimated, but confound it, there was nothing to indicate why this piece of paper was so damned important to cause it the death of its creator.” “Oh, I never expected you to discern the reason for the distinction of the matter, no, the solution just opens the door to further inquiry. But it will provide the next clue to the source of our investigations.” He held his hand out in request of the paper. I dug into my pocket and retrieved the butcher paper packet and handed it over. Mycroft accepted the bundle and deftly opened it to expose the burnt and stained invoice, which upon it still could be read the sender and recipient and receiving address. “I don’t recognize the recipient or address...” Mycroft softly lamented, “but our people now have something to follow. Let me send this to my former staff, they will talk to the agent involved and possibly they can have a partial answer for us after we dine. You will of course have dinner with me. I assure you the Diogenes still has a superlative chef, and tonights tablet should be no less than execellant, even if it is routine for our fair club.” He escorted me to their dining room, an opulent and noisy, although without a word of conversation, affair with gunts of satifaction and appriciation of the cullinary repast. The room was magnificantly decorated with painting of hunts and feasts. There were many large tables, with multiple place setting, but discretely seperated with distance and ornamental table settings. The plates and silverware were luxuriant, all decaled and inscribed with the Diogenes emblem. I was seated across from Mycroft. The fellows on either side of me were unknown and not introduced. All discource was merely accomplished by pointing to menu selections. There was a small silver bell next to each diner’s plate which was rung whenever an item was required. An awaiting waiter quickly responded to your side. There was not one main course of meat, but three. I of course percieved the source of my brother corpulence. If I regularly dined here, I too would soon gain mass that would not easily be controlled without vigorous exercise, something foreign to my brother Mycroft’s nature. Their wine steward was no less a virtuoso than their chef, and plied us, from their well stocked wine celler, with an overabundance of spirits to accompny our dinner. One of the meat entree’s was deliverd to my brother, who after cutting into it, waved over the serving waiter and indicated it was to be removed. Mycroft pointed to a table of request and responses typed on the menu that imparted his desire, in this instance an undercooked beef was sent back to the kitchen to be further cooked. It was shortly return without fanfair or discussion. Even the deserts were first class, and I passed up several I was tempted to try, since I was full by time the deserts were presented on a cart with siver trays. We filled our glass with the best after dinner drink of our choice and rose to depart the room. Cigars or cirarettes were retrieved on the way out from a silver box full of a variety of them, each type seperated in their own compartment. We repaired to the Stangers Room where a messanger from his former office awaited us. “Not much to report, sir,” the messanger imparted as he handed Mycroft a summary report page. “Our agent did not recognize the reciever either, since it was not the same person who initiated the purchase of the shrimp from the Continent. He will be contacting one of our continental agents with the information to further investigate.” “Thank you, keep me informed,” Mycroft dimmissed the messanger with an indifferent tone and wave of his hand and pocketed the report page. After he left, Mycrolft fixed his gaze on me. “Water Hammer.” he projected while blowing a spout of smoke from his cigar. We were alone and I had expected my brother to add more details to the briefing and reports I had seen. I presume he was bringing up the previously noted side factor that irritated him because of its ambiguous impact on this whole project. “I do not have the slightest notion what significance it has. “ he declared as he