He had arrived during the ceremony, and had not yet made his way to the bridal party.
In fact, he was continually stopped in his progress by acquaintances who greeted him and held him in conversation.
But at last he reached the bride.
"My dear Mona," he cried, "don't look so happy! You dazzle me!" Mona beamed more joyously than ever, and Roger warmly welcomed Farnsworth.
"Splendid affair," Bill went on.

"Looks like Fairyland or some enchanted garden.

I was wafted in on the strains of the orchestra, and I can scarcely hold myself down on terra firma.

But I mustn't monopolise the prince and princess of this magic realm.

I'll try for a few words, later, but now I must make way for the crowd behind me.