Darrell’s time with Hugh was, as always, all too short, but hopefully it won’t be long before they can meet up again.
As per usual Hugh tried to delay their parting for as long as he could, suddenly remembering, with apologetic profusion, that he hadn’t put the obligatory dozen of his finest home grown eggs for Darrell to bring home to The Towers.
This delay tactic worked for around another fifteen minutes, shooing chickens and carefully selecting the biggest and freshest eggs, but then Hugh’s man “what does” (who had been on his annual leave during Darrell's visit) intervened and said that if they procrastinated any longer Darrell would almost certainly miss his train and so “….begging his pardon, if it was alright with Sir….” he really must load Darrell’s bags into the back of the Bentley.
Poor Hugh was devastated, it was a very moist and emotional farewell. In the end he chose to bid his last final goodbye to Darrell in the kitchen and not wave from the gate, as he really didn’t want anyone passing the cottage at the same time to see him in such a state. Darrell understood perfectly, it was exactly the same for him too.
Mellors, now well versed in the melodrama of one of Hugh and Darrell’s epic farewells handed over one of his mahoooosive hankies as they drove off sagely saying “There, there young fella me lad, the agony of your parting aint nowt compared to the joy when you two get back together again, right?” Wise words indeed!
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Hugh's man “what does” is paraphrasing the words of the Bard, from Romeo and Juliet: "Parting is such sweet sorrow."
So Hugh's man “what does” has been on holiday. That explains it, then.
Doubtless, Darrell and Hugh can't wait to meet up, next time.
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