Characters in "Friday The Rabbi Slept Late"
- David Small – the newly-hired Rabbi of the title, protagonist
- Hugh Lanigan – the local police chief
- Miriam Small – the Rabbi's wife
- Jacob Wasserman – the President of the Temple
- Al Becker – local car dealer, unfriendly towards Rabbi Small
- Elspeth Bleech – the murder victim, whose body is found on the Temple grounds
- Stanley Doble – the Temple custodian and handyman, later suspected in Elspeth's murder
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