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Death in the Clouds

First published in 1935. This copy is the first issue by Fontana Books in 1957.

The Paris plane rolled to a stop. The passengers stood in the aisle, waiting for the door to be opened. From the windows they could see their friends and relatives waiting for them. But they were in for a rude surprise, for the door was opened, not to admit a smiling stewardess whi would conduct them to the Customs department, but a grim faced inspector, accompnaied by a uniformed policeman.

The bewildered passengers found themselves being led to a small private room, and unpleasant interrogation - for high over the channel a murder, quick and mysterious, had been committed,

Death in the Clouds

First published by Collins for the Crime Club in July 1935 (although this copy states June). This copy is the fifth impression, printed January 1939. Previous impressions were printed in June 1935 (x 2) December 1936 and April 1938.

An advert on the back cover is for OXO.

Death in the Clouds

First published in 1935 and issued in Fontana Paperbacks in 1957. This copy for The Christie Collection is the twentieth impression printed April 1990.

For the passengers of the noon flight from Paris to Croydon, a routine journey becomes a nightmare. In mid-air a brutal and ingenious murder is committed. One of them must be guilty of it. But who?
None of them is beyond suspicion. Noteven Hercule Poirot himself. He must unravel this bafflinf mystery - if only to clear his own name.

Death in the Clouds

Death in the Clouds was first published in 1935. Fontana first published it in 1957 (although my copy states 1657!). This copy was the third fontana issue, published in November 1959.

The Paris plane rolled to a stop. The passengers stood in the aisle, waiting for the door to be opened. From the windows they could see their friends and relatives waiting for them. But they were in for a ride surprise, for the door was opened, not to admit a smiling stewardness who would conduct them to the Customs department, but a grim faces inspector, accompanied by a uniformed policeman.
The bewildered passengers found themselves being led to a small private room, and unpleasant interrogation - for high over the channel a murder, quick and mysterious, had been committed.