B is looking for A: traveling through Brussels-City hesitantly, ignoring the advice of a wise old man. A is looking for B: a tomboy in a horse-drawn carriage, deaf to a fellow traveller’s warnings. At Hotel Metropolis, A is hiding under the name of Incartade. B, tied to a post, captured by Native Americans from the movies, can only watch as she vanishes into the horizon. Their search continues until at last they find each other and fall madly, deeply in love.