Eward had heard the commotion upstairs but had not raised his head from reading, glass of brandy on the table infront of him as he studied the texts. It wasn't particularly fascinating but it did have a lot of sex in it, which he enjoyed to read if he wasn't actually doing it.
When his sister burst into the room he took his time in looking to her, glancing between the necklaces and immediately replying "The left one. It has more diamonds and the detail is more delicate. I do believe dear Abigail was sleeping, Edith..." he said passively, looking back to his book.