When it's daylight, we'll see what's to be done." But she did not listen to him, she dressed herself completely.

Bundling himself in the blankets, Lantier muttered about how stubborn women were.
What was the hurry to announce a death in the house?
He was irritated at having his sleep spoiled by such gloomy matters.
Meanwhile, Gervaise had moved her things back into her own room.

Then she felt free to sit down and cry, no longer fearful of being caught in Lantier's room.

She had been fond of mother Coupeau and felt a deep sorrow at her loss.

She sat, crying by herself, her sobs loud in the silence, but Coupeau never stirred.