Reviewing his memories of the last few days' journey from Vienna, Jack observed that, when they'd been in open country or forest, Eliza had kept to herself. But whenever they'd neared any kind of settlement, and especially nunneries (which were thick as fleas in this Popish land), the tongue would go into action and reach some highly interesting moment in the tale just as they were passing by the town's gate or the nunnery's door. The story would never resume until they'd passed some distance onwards.