Où Virginia mime Gertrude???

"Rose is coming?" she repeated.
"I told you," said Maggie. "I said to you, Rose is coming to luncheon on Friday. It is Friday. And Rose is coming to luncheon. Any minute now," she said.
[...] "It is Friday, and Rose is coming to luncheon," Sara repeated.

V. Woolf. The Years (1937). Hogarth Press, 1972, p. 176.


A quoi je serais tenté d'ajouter, toujours dans la perspective d'une lecture de Gertrude Stein: "All talk would be nonsense, I suppose, if it were written down," she said, stirring her coffee" (p. 184).