Morningside Cuesta i want tomorrow to mean more than today

"briggs" felt like their time was coming to a close. the better for it; he'd be free up to chase far less eloquent tail. 
he couldn't deny that her company had been refreshing. she said the name of her pack and colt was glad he hadn't attempted it himself. "mayhaps yew might let me walk yew back, miz amalia," he said with a courtly tip of his ragged head.