"Oh, oh! Why is 'C. L.' tattooed on your wrist?"
"I'll have it taken out. I'll have Flora put on instead. I'll have anything you like tattooed in your honour—a hunting scene, a snap-shot of the Coronation—anything you like."
"No, please not. I don't like it; I can't bear it. It's the only thing I ever haven't liked about you. But we'll forget it now, won't we?" she said.
"And I'll forget the stage. Oh, Flora, how I have worried you! Forgive me. We won't think of anything but each other now."
They repeated this sentiment again and again in these and other words for about an hour and a half, and forgot to turn up lights and ring the bell.
The first real love scene Flora had ever acted in was a triumphant success.