Blaise is a doctor, Monique, his wife, is his assistant. That Sunday, in Orleans, the doctor gone hunting, and Monique, finding herself alone, meditating on her monotonous life … when the doorbell rings, she writes in panic: “I don’t want to yell ! “. But she is already yelping, that is to say that she dreams, straddling the real and the imaginary, logic and vision, the concrete and the abstract …