looking around in the midst of his first strides towards the arch of the dining room , where their vows were now to be said because the roaring of the wind had pushed aside an outside celebration , he caught roses eye and almost stopped , so full she seemed of something ahead of him , of something he had hungered for a long time and now was approaching so surely in the midst of this muffled room heated with bodies ; this room filled with wondering eyes , smiling faces and the scuffling of feet .