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Murder at the Vicarage

The Murder at the Vicarage was first printed in October 1930 and further impressions printed in November 1931, March 1932, July 1932, December 1932, February 1933, January 1934, June 1935, January 1936, January 1938. This copy is an eleventh impression printed in October 1939. According to a White Circle Books Crime Club title list in Death in the Clouds, Murder at the Vicarage was no. 32.

In the front is an advert for Linovent and in the back an advert for Cadbury's Bourneville and H. Samuel watches. The H. Samuel advert states that they tested their Everite King watch by clamping it to the wheels of the Cheltenham Flyer, and after hundreds of miles it was removed and still worked perfectly!

The Murder at the Vicarage

The murder at the vicarage was first published in the UK
by Collins for the Crime Club in October 1930, and in America later the same year, although this copy states its first publication was in 1929. It was first published in Penguin Books in August 1948 with nine other Agatha Christie titles, and reprinted in April 1949. This is a third printing from April 1950.

Murder at the Vicarage

Murder at the Vicarage is based on Christie's Novel. It is thought that she herself dramatised it, but that Moie Charles and Barbara Toy edited some parts.It was first published by Samuel French in 1951, but has a copyright date of 1950. I think that this is probably this 1951 version.

The cover art is signed F J Lewis.

It was first performed at New Theatre in Northampton on 17 October 1949. It then moved to the Playhouse Theatre in the West End, performing from 16 December 1949 - 1 April 1950.

The Murder at the Vicarage

First published in 1930 and first issued by Fontana in 1961. This copy is a tenth impression, published 1975.

Cover painting by Tom Adams

It was really very awkward...after all, as the local vicar I have many obligations to fulfil and my time is precious...
But there was no doubt about it. The Colonel was dead. There, as large as life - or should I say death - lying sprawled across a desk in a horridly unnatural position. I pulled myself together and went over to him. The cold hand that I raised fell back, lifeless.
You see, the real trouble was that only a dew hours earlier I'd said: "Anyone who murdered Colonel Prothero would be doing the world at large a service."
And someone had - in my study!