![]() I’ve no idea why Emma takes this idiotic advice, but she does, and when the help she goes for arrives the Viscount is long dead.Īs the detective inspector investigating the case is smelling the pickled herring, the doctor muses that it’s surprising that the Viscount died of a heart attack when he was looking so good just this morning. From the look of things he’ll be pining for them in minutes.Įmma says she needs to bring the Viscount to the hospital, but he says that instead she should go for help. …he starts (painfully) to think of the fjords. When the Viscount and Emma get to the picnic, the Viscount eats some pickled herring and… Then they found him one morning ice cold and stiff as a board. He was eighty seven and the doctor wanted him on a strict diet of boring food but he snuck brandy and chocolates every night. On the way to the picnic the Viscount mentions that his father, the seventeenth Viscount Blackraven, died only a few weeks ago. I guess they spent too much time establishing how awful the family was at dinner and need to on with the murder. ![]() The Viscount has decided on a picnic with Emma, and a picnic with Emma there shall be. I guess he was dying of a broken heart? Seriously, what the heck did the doctor think was medically wrong with the Viscount that he diagnosed him with only two, maybe three months to live? Are we really to believe that the only thing wrong with the Viscount was that he didn’t have his useful sweetheart by his side? Also, how could such a cheerful, down-to-earth person be so depressed that he psychosomatically needed a wheelchair? The doctor said that it’s as if he’d found a reason to go on living. Oh, and he doesn’t need a wheelchair anymore! ![]() His blood pressure is normal, his heartbeat is regular, and if what the doctor just saw is any indication, the Viscount could go on living for another twenty years! The next day the doctor shows up to breakfast and announces that the Viscount’s health has taken an amazing turn for the better. She tries to sing a nice song and he demands a bawdy song from forty years ago, which Emma is embarrassed for but plays since he’s a dying man, to the disgust of the ladies present. They retire to the study (or some such room) and there is some music, with the Viscount asking Emma to play and sing. She hasn’t been able to look at a pickled herring since. He asks what happened to the restaurant and she says that it went bankrupt after serving bad pickled herring, which she herself got sick on. An extremely important fact comes up, though, which is that the Viscount served Emma pickled herring because they used to eat it at a charming little restaurant. ![]() The women of the family and the younger men snipe at each other unpleasantly throughout, while the Viscount reminisces with Emma about old (embarrassing to Emma) times. After some more snobbishness and rudeness, everyone assembles for dinner, which drags on for a long time. ![]()
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