Quotation from: The Little Lady of the Big House

Written by: Jack London

"I've looked at the rifle," Graham said, "but I couldn't find anything
wrong with it."

"And that's how it happened. Whatever was wrong got right. That's how
it went off."

And while Dick talked, building the fabric of the lie so that even
Graham should be fooled, to himself he was understanding how well
Paula had played the trick. That last singing of the "Gypsy Trail" had
been her farewell to Graham and at the same time had provided against
any suspicion on his part of what she had intended directly to do. It
had been the same with him. She had had her farewell with him, and,
the last thing, over the telephone, had assured him that she would
never have any man but him in all the world.