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n； projected from beneath that heap of men。
That hand had on its finger something sparkling； which was a ring of gold。
The man bent over； remained in a crouching attitude for a moment； and when he rose there was no longer a ring on the hand。
He did not precisely rise； he remained in a stooping and frightened attitude； with his back turned to the heap of dead； scanning the horizon on his knees； with the whole upper portion of his body supported on his two forefingers； which rested on the earth； and his head peering above the edge of the hollow road。 The jackal's four paws suit some actions。
Then ing to a decision； he rose to his feet。
At that moment； he gave a terrible start。
He felt some one clutch him from behind。
He wheeled round； it was the open hand； which had closed； and had seized the skirt of his coat。
An honest man would have been terrified； this man burst into a laugh。
〃e；〃 said he； 〃it's only a dead body。
I prefer a spook to a gendarme。〃
But the hand weakened and released him。
Effort is quickly exhausted in the grave。
〃Well now；〃 said the prowler； 〃is that dead fellow alive？ Let's see。〃
He bent down again； fumbled among the heap； pushed aside everything that was in his way； seized the hand； grasped the arm； freed the head； pulled out the body； and a few moments later he was dragging the lifeless； or at least the unconscious； man； through the shadows of hollow road。
He was a cuirassier； an officer； and even an officer of considerable rank； a large gold epaulette peeped from beneath the cuirass； this officer no longer possessed a helmet。
A furious sword…cut had scarred his face； where nothing was discernible but blood。
However； he did not appear to have any broken limbs； and； by some happy chance； if that word is permissible here； the dead had been vaulted above him in such a manner as to preserve him from being crushed。 His eyes were still closed。
On his cuirass he wore the silver cross of the Legion of Honor。
The prowler tore off this cross； which disappeared into one of the gulfs which he had beneath his great coat。
Then he felt of the officer's fob； discovered a watch there； and took possession of it。
Next he searched his waistcoat； found a purse and pocketed it。
When he had arrived at this stage of succor which he was administering to this dying man； the officer opened his eyes。
〃Thanks；〃 he said feebly。
The abruptness of the movements of the man who was manipulating him； the freshness of the night； the air which he could inhale freely； had roused him from his lethargy。
The prowler made no reply。
He raised his head。
A sound of footsteps was audible in the plain； some patrol was probably approaching。
The officer murmured； for the death agony was still in his voice：
〃Who won the battle？〃
〃The English；〃 answered the prowler。
The officer went on：
〃Look in my pockets； you will find a watch and a purse。
Take them。〃
It was already done。
The prowler executed the required feint； and said：
〃There is nothing there。〃
〃I have been robbed；〃 said the officer； 〃I am sorry for that。 You should have had them。〃
The steps of the patrol became more and more distinct。
〃Some one is ing；〃 said the prowler； with the movement of a man who is taking his departure。
The officer raised his arm feebly； and detained him。
〃You have saved my life。
Who are you？〃
The prowler answered rapidly； and in a low voice：
〃Like yourself； I belonged to the French army。
I must leave you。 If they were to catch me； they would shoot me。
I have saved your life。 Now get out of the scrape yourself。〃
〃What is your rank？〃
〃Sergeant。〃
〃What is your name？〃
〃Thenardier。〃
〃I shall not forget that name；〃 said the officer； 〃and do you remember mine。
My name is Pontmercy。〃
BOOK SECOND。THE SHIP ORION
CHAPTER I
NUMBER 24；601 BEES NUMBER 9；430
Jean Valjean had been recaptured。
The reader will be grateful to us if we pass rapidly over the sad details。
We will confine ourselves to transcribing two paragraphs published by the journals of that day； a few months after the surprising events which had taken place at M。 sur M。
These articles are rather summary。
It must be remembered； that at that epoch the Gazette des Tribunaux was not yet in existence。
We borrow the first from the Drapeau Blanc。
It bears the date of July 25； 1823。
An arrondissement of the Pas de Calais has just been the theatre of an event quite out of the ordinary course。
A man； who was a stranger in the Department； and who bore the name of M。 Madeleine； had； thanks to the new methods； resuscitated some years ago an ancient local industry； the manufacture of jet and of black glass trinkets。
He had made his fortune in the business； and that of the arrondissement as well； we will admit。
He had been appointed mayor； in recognition of his services。
The police discovered that M。 Madeleine was no other than an ex…convict who had broken his ban； condemned in 1796 for theft； and named Jean Valjean。 Jean Valjean has been remitted to prison。
It appears that previous to his arrest he had succeeded in withdrawing from the hands of M。 Laffitte； a sum of over half a million which he had lodged there； and which he had； moreover； and by perfectly legitimate means； acquired in his business。
No one has been able to discover where Jean Valjean has concealed this money since his return to prison at Toulon。
The second article； which enters a little more into detail； is an extract from the Journal de Paris； of the same date。 A former convict； who had been liberated； named Jean Valjean； has just appeared before the Court of Assizes of the Var； under circumstances calculated to attract attention。
This wretch had succeeded in escaping the vigilance of the police； he had changed his name； and had succeeded in getting himself appointed mayor of one of our small northern towns； in this town he had established a considerable merce。
He has at last been unmasked and arrested； thanks to the indefat