He was invited so he came to the wedding,neven though he hadn't seen hernfor two months or three,nand there over silver cutlery and beddingnshe told him that she'd never felt so happy.nnHe lived his life out of order,nstopped at happiness' border.nThey read his crimes out aloud,nbut he'll never know hownto make her so happy when there's a crowd.nnAlthough she'd never agreed in theorynshe felt, biologically, it was time.nStill, the whole rigmarole makes her uneasy,nthat's why they were drinking this cask winennShe will be left lonely,nbut she will be right.