She had spoken to him and even shaken him and finally decided to let him sleep.

He would be more of a nuisance if he woke up.
On returning to the body, she found Nana sitting up in bed rubbing her eyes.

The child understood, and with her vicious urchin's curiosity, stretched out her neck to get a better view of her grandmother; she said nothing but she trembled slightly, surprised and satisfied in the presence of this death which she had been promising herself for two days past, like some nasty thing hidden away and forbidden to children; and her young cat-like eyes dilated before that white face all emaciated at the last gasp by the passion of life, she felt that tingling in her back which she felt behind the glass door when she crept there to spy on what was no concern of chits like her.
"Come, get up," said her mother in a low voice.

"You can't remain here." She regretfully slid out of bed, turning her head round and not taking her eyes off the corpse.

Gervaise was much worried about her, not knowing where to put her till day-time.