Small piece of luggage

Usage examples of satchel.

He shouldered our satchels, overcoats, and alpenstocks, and we set out up the steep path.

We recalled the wailing, which could be heard throughout the entire atelier, of the scrawny apprentice who walked toward the door, satchel in hand, having been sent back home because the intensity of the work caused one of his eyes to wander.

Then, wildly reckless, she commandeered her last cloth length of linen for bandaging and packed the leftover victuals into her satchel.

One Duster was knocked dead in the street by a satchel charge thrown under a tread.

He told them that he had just seen the hairdresser leave, a large satchel in his hand, and that a maid at one of the houses across the street had told him Pierce went out every afternoon at this time.

Kitty noted down her findings in her jotter, snapped the elastic band around it, and shoved it into her tattered satchel.

If the tool satchel were ever discovered by Thelma Kibble or any other law enforcement officer, Cassie would have a degree of deniability that might keep her out of lockdown.

Florian, Zanni and Maurice, each of them carrying in each hand a satchel full of lire and centesimi, scurried about to every money-changing establishment in the city.

The satchel charge held twenty pounds of plastique, confined between the forty-four ton weight of the tank and the unyielding ground.

The woman stepped out of the access doorway and bent down, pressing a stud on the black sialon satchel.

A trifle pale, but that may have been the effect of her black clothing, rigid from the waist up, her shoes turned outward as befits a ballet dancer, she carried her school satchel -- which was brown, of artificial leather -- to school and her leek-green, dawn-red, and air-blue gym bags, dyed black, to Oliva or to the theater, and returned punctually and pigeon-toed, more well behaved than rebellious, to Elsenstrasse.

And all the blissful while The schoolboy satchel at your hip Was such a bulse of gems as should amaze Grey-whiskered chapmen drawn From over Caspian: yea, the Chief Jewellers Of Tartary and the bazaars, Seething with traffic, of enormous Ind.

Rhea pulled the folded pages of the first missive from her satchel, stared at the browned pages, the partially decipherable words.

If he had fired as he intended into the center of mass of the warrior coalescing a meter away, the satchel charge the Molt was clutching to his chest would have gone off and vaporized the jeep.

A satchel charge detonated --with luck when a bolt struck it, otherwise when a Molt hurled it into a vehicle of humans whose luck had run oat.