As the no-name mouse was eating the cookie and staring at Zelda, alternately, Apple Kid came walking back, with a pair of opera glasses in his hands.

"I'm back," he said, as he raised them up to his face and peered through the glasses.

He then lowered them and looked at Zelda, then raised them again, lowered, looked, raised, lowered, and looked. He seemed confused, somehow, by what he saw, as if his brain were trying to process two bits of conflicting information.