The Club of Queer Trades

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General Books LLC, 2010 - Fiction - 84 pages
Excerpt: ...was eyeing him sarcastically, and I could see that it was on the tip of his tongue to say, inquiringly, "Receiver of stolen goods, perhaps." What he did say was: "A business man? That's rather a general description, Lieutenant Keith." Keith looked at him sharply, and then said, with something rather like ill-temper: "He's a thingum-my-bob, a house-agent, say. I'm going to see him." "Oh, you're going to see a house-agent, are you?" said Rupert Grant grimly. "Do you know, Mr Keith, I think I should very much like to go with you?" Basil shook with his soundless laughter. Lieutenant Keith started a little; his brow blackened sharply. "I beg your pardon," he said. "What did you say?" Rupert's face had been growing from stage to stage of ferocious irony, and he answered: "I was saying that I wondered whether you would mind our strolling along with you to this house-agent's." The visitor swung his stick with a sudden whirling violence. "Oh, in God's name, come to my house-agent's! Come to my bedroom. Look under my bed. Examine my dust-bin. Come along!" And with a furious energy which took away our breath he banged his way out of the room. Rupert Grant, his restless blue eyes dancing with his detective excitement, soon shouldered alongside him, talking to him with that transparent camaraderie which he imagined to be appropriate from the disguised policeman to the disguised criminal. His interpretation was certainly corroborated by one particular detail, the unmistakable unrest, annoyance, and nervousness of the man with whom he walked. Basil and I tramped behind, and it was not necessary for us to tell each other that we had both noticed this. Lieutenant Drummond Keith led us through very extraordinary and unpromising neighbourhoods in the search for his remarkable house-agent. Neither of the brothers Grant failed to notice this fact. As the streets grew closer and more crooked and the roofs lower and the gutters grosser with mud, a darker curiosity...

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User Review  - raizel - LibraryThing

There are a few good quotes in this collection of short stories with a common theme and main characters. If you guess the mystery in the story, however, there is not enough left---say, character ... Read full review

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User Review  - MrsLee - LibraryThing

A delightful collection of six short stories, this is one of my favorite Chesterton books yet. It is about a club whose members must have an original occupation to join and who must actually make a ... Read full review

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Gilbert Keith Chesterton was born in London, England, in 1874. He began his education at St Paul's School, and later went on to study art at the Slade School, and literature at University College in London. Chesterton wrote a great deal of poetry, as well as works of social and literary criticism. Among his most notable books are The Man Who Was Thursday, a metaphysical thriller, and The Everlasting Man, a history of humankind's spiritual progress. After Chesterton converted to Catholicism in 1922, he wrote mainly on religious topics. Chesterton is most known for creating the famous priest-detective character Father Brown, who first appeared in "The Innocence of Father Brown." Chesterton died in 1936 at the age of 62.

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