Clement lay on the floor, but she supported him, and Jacques was at liberty to arise and stretch and shake his stiff, weary old body.

He then sat down at a little distance, and watched the pair until he fell asleep.

Clement had muttered 'Virginie,' as they half-roused him by their movements out of his stupor; but Jacques thought he was only dreaming; nor did he seem fully awake when once his eyes opened, and he looked full at Virginie's face bending over him, and growing crimson under his gaze, though she never stirred, for fear of hurting him if she moved.

Clement looked in silence, until his heavy eyelids came slowly down, and he fell into his oppressive slumber again.
Either he did not recognize her, or she came in too completely as a part of his sleeping visions for him to be disturbed by her appearance there.
"When Jacques awoke it was full daylight--at least as full as it would ever be in that place.

His breakfast--the gaol-allowance of bread and vin ordinaire--was by his side.