I've been on somewhat of a Chesterton audiobook kick lately, and just yesterday finished the
Librivox version of The Club of Queer Trades. I cannot imagine a better quality reading of this work than David Barnes did on this one. It's certainly one of the gems in the Librivox collection, and neatly makes a lie out of the old proverb, "You get what you pay for."
Chesterton's stories are always fun to read, but a line in the first story in this collection had me wondering whether the great writer had a momentary lapse or was just having fun with words. Either way, the line creates a great mental image: "Rupert Grant was leaning forward listening with hawklike eyes." I suppose he saw everything that was going on as well with his acute hearing, but Chesterton didn't say.