"I confess, I've never quite been in a situation like this before," the merchant replied. "If you think carrying another gift would see the matter resolved more smoothly, then yes, by all means, let us do so." He rose and moved across the room, to a large wooden desk. He withdrew a keyring from one of his pockets and unlocked one of the drawers, lifting out a smallish box, unlocking that and setting out a soft cloth onto the desk onto which he places a dozen or so fine looking pieces of jewellery.<br/><br/>"Please," he said, gesturing to the group to join him. "Rhona," he added, beckoning her to his side. "Rhona is one of my better couriers," he said by way of explanation before turning to her. "You've been in her home a time or two now. Do you recall any jewellery you might have seen her wearing. Do you think any of these a suitable match for her taste?"<br/><br/>He looked up from the jewellery, again beckoning the others to gather around. "I confess, I have little of an eye for jewellery. If any of these pieces stand out, I would happily take your words for it."