When chaps went sullen, they usually held out for a long while.

Anyway, the chap had gone to his former wife with his unlikely story.

You two chaps go out and spread the news that this town is hot.

How are you chaps going to get that thing off, eh?

Perhaps they'd had a row and the chap had gone outside to cool off.

Every minute we expected to be his last but the brave chap went on.

"You chaps might as well go to lunch," she said, not taking her eyes from the screen.

"So, you think this chap is going to launch a gas attack on London?"

The chap in question went to his car one day and found burn marks all over the bodywork.

I don't suppose you chaps are going to tell me anything?