Characters in "The Crime At Black Dudley"
- Dr George Abbershaw, a pathologist occasionally consulted by Scotland Yard
- Wyatt Petrie, host of the party at Black Dudley, a gifted scholar
- Colonel Gordon Coombe, Petrie's uncle, a mask-wearing recluse
- Dr. White Whitby, Coombe's medical man
- Gideon, an associate of Coombe, a shifty-looking fellow
- Benjamin Dawlish, aka Eberhard Von Faber, another associate of Coombe, a stone-faced German
- Margaret "Meggie" Oliphant, a flame-haired party guest, adored by George
- Anne Edgeware, a beautiful and flirtatious party guest
- Michael Prenderby, another guest, a newly-qualified doctor
- Chris Kennedy, another guest, a Cambridge rugby blue
- Martin Watt, another guest at the party
- Albert Campion, an amiable, foolish-looking party-crasher
- Daisy May Meade, a local woman employed at the house
- "Guffy" Randall, a huntsman, a friend of Campion
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