She shivered and hurried on.

She paused a moment before the door leading to the ante-room of her father's bed-chamber, and listened to hear if he were stirring; but all within seemed as still as death.

She went on and descended the stairs and reached the library-door, just as Kitty opened it and said: "Miss Levison, my lord," and retired to give place to the young lady.
Miss Levison entered the library.
Lord Arondelle, in his wedding dress, stood by the central book-table.

As his costume was the regulation uniform of a gentleman's full dress, it needs no description here.

Gentlemen array themselves much in the same style for a dinner or a ball, a wedding or a funeral--the only difference to mark the occasion being in the color of the gloves.
Lord Arondelle advanced to meet his bride.
"My love and queen! this meeting is a grace granted me indeed! How beautiful you are!" he exclaimed, taking both her hands and carrying them to his lips.