There ain't any use my trying to hold on much longer.

I'm too sick to think about fighting, and sometimes I don't care what becomes of the business.

I want to go to some high place in Europe where I can get my breath, and I'm going to stay there, I don't care what happens.

There ain't any use my trying to hold on," she repeated disconsolately.
Gabriella's opportunity had come, and she grasped it with the quickness of judgment which had enabled her to achieve her moderate success.
"I believe I could carry on this business," she said, and her quiet assurance impressed Madame's turbulent temper.

With a brief return of her mental alertness, the old woman studied her carefully.
"I don't want any responsibility.