Not a word.

She admitted, continuing her discourse, that her husband might have some suspicion of the intrigue which she was concealing from him, that, perhaps, he was not perfectly sincere with her.

This, however, was not likely.

When her husband was not speaking quite sincerely to her, she, Donna Rosetta, could feel it in the air.
As to that, she understood the others also.

Donna Rosetta was for once mistaken concerning her husband.