1 Here, Stephen, show me your plate, old chap.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 1 2 No, I treat you as your grandfather treated me when I was a young chap.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 2 3 No, Stephen, old chap, I'm sorry to say that they are only as I roved out one fine May morning in the merry month of sweet July.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContext Highlight In Chapter 2 4 Well, Tommy," he said, "I wish you and yours every joy in life, old chap, and tons of money, and may you never die till I shoot you.
5 Thanks awfully, old chap," said Ignatius Gallaher, "I'm sorry we didn't meet earlier.
6 You see I'm over here with another fellow, clever young chap he is too, and we arranged to go to a little card-party.
7 He's a clever chap, too, with the pen.
8 Here's this chap come to the throne after his old mother keeping him out of it till the man was grey.
9 "That was a decent young chap, that medical fellow," he said.
10 "Well, poor fellow, he's a decent sort of chap, after all," continued Gabriel in a false voice.
11 Now when I was a little chap I had a passion for maps.
12 I had a white companion too, not a bad chap, but rather too fleshy and with the exasperating habit of fainting on the hot hillsides, miles away from the least bit of shade and water.
13 It was a great comfort to turn from that chap to my influential friend, the battered, twisted, ruined, tin-pot steamboat.
14 A few months of training had done for that really fine chap.
15 When the manager, escorted by the pilgrims, all of them armed to the teeth, had gone to the house, this chap came on board.