Since La Sagouine's death, her husband, Gapi the Lighthousekeeper, has been living alone in the dunes. He shares his daydreams with the gulls, and his memories with his friend, Sullivan the Sailor. Although both men are happy with their lot, each one envies, ever so slightly, the life of the other.

« SULLIVAN: No need to step on each other's toes when there's enough room fer everybody. It's a large world, Gapi. A big round globe. Some spots are kind o' rocky, but others are as smooth as moss. And it turns, like a merry-go-round. And once you're on it, you just let yourself go. You perch yourself on top o' the world and you let it carry you to the islands, on water, 'n to brand new lands… / GAPI:...where no man ever set foot before you. / SULLIVAN: So you don't believe me when I tell you I've seen the world. Then what is it I've been doing all these years, according to you? »

« A compelling piece of theatre that should have a long life. Lawrence Sabbath, the Montreal Star »