" Ah Ah ! ! " " cried another voice , that of the youngest hand on board , and evidently full of admiration . " " He He was was the the flower flower of of the the flock flock , , was was Flint Flint ! ! " "
"Ах!" - воскликнул другой голос, голос самого молодого матроса на борту, и, очевидно, полный восхищения. "Он был цветком стаи, был Флинт!"