After waiting a little time I also arose; it was now dark, and I
thought I could do no better than betake myself to the dingle; at
the entrance of it I found Mr. Petulengro. "Well, brother," said
he, "what kind of conversation have you and Ursula had beneath the
hedge?"

"If you wished to hear what we were talking about, you should have
come and sat down beside us; you knew where we were."

"Well, brother, I did much the same, for I went and sat down behind
you."

"Behind the hedge, Jasper?"

"Behind the hedge, brother."

"And heard all our conversation."

"Every word, brother; and a rum conversation it was."

"'Tis an old saying, Jasper, that listeners never hear any good of
themselves; perhaps you heard the epithet that Ursula bestowed upon
you."

"If, by epitaph, you mean that she called me a liar, I did,
brother, and she was not much wrong, for I certainly do not always
stick exactly to truth; you, however, have not much to complain of
me."

"You deceived me about Ursula, giving me to understand she was not