Having no mother or near feminine relative, Mona had asked Nan to receive with her, and very gracefully Nan did the honours.
"A beautiful wedding," everybody said, and then there arrived many more guests who had been asked to the reception only.
The room became crowded and people wandered into the adjoining rooms which were also for the use of the guests.
Patty stood in the line of the bridal party and smiled and chatted with the stream of people who drifted by, murmuring congratulatory phrases.
Mona was supremely happy and she looked it.

Not only was she married to the man she loved, but the wedding was just such a pageant of beauty and grandeur as she had wished it to be and no smallest item of the preparations had gone wrong.

She stood by Roger's side, now and then glancing up into his face with a smile of happiness and contentment.
The bridegroom looked proud and happy.

He hadn't cared for so much elaboration of entertainment, but Mona had wanted it, and so he acquiesced in all particulars.
"When will it be all over and we can get away ?" he whispered in her ear.
"Oh, not for hours," returned his new wife.

"There's the feast, and then the dancing,--I don't want to miss a bit of it! Why, Roger, this is our wedding party." "Yes, I gathered as much! All right, dearest, stay as long as you like." "It is a pretty wedding, isn't it, Roger?
You like it, don't you ?" Mona looked suddenly troubled.
"Of course I do, darling.