It's true.

We're perfectly absurd." "We sit in here," said Helen, opening the door of the saloon.
"You play ?" said Mrs.Dalloway to Mrs.Ambrose, taking up the score of _Tristan_ which lay on the table.
"My niece does," said Helen, laying her hand on Rachel's shoulder.
"Oh, how I envy you!" Clarissa addressed Rachel for the first time.
"D'you remember this?
Isn't it divine ?" She played a bar or two with ringed fingers upon the page.
"And then Tristan goes like this, and Isolde--oh!--it's all too thrilling! Have you been to Bayreuth ?" "No, I haven't," said Rachel.

`"Then that's still to come.

I shall never forget my first _Parsifal_--a grilling August day, and those fat old German women, come in their stuffy high frocks, and then the dark theatre, and the music beginning, and one couldn't help sobbing.

A kind man went and fetched me water, I remember; and I could only cry on his shoulder! It caught me here" (she touched her throat).