Suitcase, maybe.

You can phone down for anything you need that you haven't got with you, you know.

It will go up next trip.

Clothes and grub and tobacco and such as that--use your own judgment, and common sense." "All right.

Er--thank you, sir." Jack blushed a bit over the unaccustomed courtesy of his tone, and turned into the outer office.
"Oh--Carew! Don't fall into the fool habit of throwing rocks down into the lake just to see them bounce! One fellow did that, and came near getting a tourist.