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`` You may say anything you please to me , of course , '' replied this very magnanimous Norman . `` It is not about the miserable past or my doings , but it 's about the future . I 've said good-bye to my dreams of life -- the floating and waving and singing and dancing life that was like iced champagne . I 'd rather have cold water , thank you , sir , for a steady drink , morning , noon and night . I 'm going to be good , to read and study and grow restful , '' -- and Mae folded her hands and looked off toward the sea . `` She 's a witching child , '' thought Norman . Then she raised her head .