"Edwardian women knew how to maximize those pieces," Marcus said. "Let me show you. Look here. The pendant can be worn on the necklace or it can be worn as a brooch. The earrings can be worn separately, or they can be attached to the pendant to be dangling accents to the pendant or they can be attached directly to the necklace for a completely different look. The bracelet can be worn separately, or it can attach to the necklace to add extra length to it. And, this barrette can be worn in your hair, can be worn as a brooch or a cloak pin, can attach to the pendant to make a very large statement sort of brooch, or it can also attach to the necklace in a variety of ways to give the necklace a completely different look. And, if you're going to something in an evening gown, you can absolutely wear the necklace in your hair as a jeweled circlet. And then that opens all sorts of possibilities for different looks to that circlet. The woman who owned this was very likely very wealthy, maybe even in the royal inner circles and would have taken a set like this when travelling because the possible variations for wearing it were almost endless. It would have been a staple sort of collection that would have taken that lady from day to night and everything in between."
They finished sorting through the closet and the drawers, and Marcus had helped Angus get rid of extra things he hadn't remembered he had, like junk jewelry pieces. Cheap pieces Angus had bought for himself. Some puka shell necklaces he'd bought on a beach trip. A couple of beaded friendship bracelets from a girlfriend during his first year or two at Hogwarts. Things that had meant something to him when he was young but didn't mean anything to him now.
Marcus had also found a very good man's jewelry box that had been full of odds and ends that probably had been in Angus's pockets when he was a little boy. A stray dice, a little plastic frog, a dried up and useless rubber band. A stray tiddly wink, a shooter from a game of gobstones, and some other odds and ends. None of them were things Angus even remembered of having. Once the jewelry box was cleaned out, though, it made an essential thing for Angus to keep some of his cufflinks, tie tacks and such in.
"We'll have Clive send you a jewel box too, Ruby," Marcus said. "You're going to need it. After all, someday, you'll be the lady of the manor house, so to speak. You'll need to have good pieces here for day, for business, and for night. Looks to me like you both need everything and for all seasons here. Any issue with me sending a note to Clive to get him on it?
"Hey," Anise shouted from the hallway, "we're home!" She knocked on the door and then pushed it open. Her skin was tan from a day out in the Tuscan sun, and her blonde hair was bleached out some shades lighter than it was this morning. "Whatcha doin?"
"Getting rid of my old clothes from when I was your age that I will never wear again," Angus said.
"Can we look at what you're tossing out?" she asked.
"I can't imagine it interests you, but its fine by me," Angus said. "How's Ginger?"
"She's good. Tired, but good. She's in the shower. We had a great time. Can we get our Vespa licenses?"
"You'd need an international driving permit. Its a tad complicated," Angus said. "I'll look into it for you if you like." She nodded, looking through the box of things that Ruby had set aside for donating.
"Oh, and Edward has Caprice," Anise said, setting aside some shirts of Angus's that she thought she wanted. "She was starting to make those little baby noises when we came up, and he changed her and then took her downstairs for a bottle."
"Thank you," Angus said.
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