umbrellaless

Hands were hidden in the pockets of the umbrellaless; umbrellas were up.

Sister Carrie 2004

The gentle shower was just steady enough to send the umbrellaless pedestrians scurrying between the drops, holding newspapers, shopping bags, or jacket shoulders over their heads.

The Glory Game Janet Dailey 1985

The gentle shower was just steady enough to send the umbrellaless pedestrians scurrying between the drops, holding newspapers, shopping bags, or jacket shoulders over their heads.

The Glory Game Janet Dailey 1985

The gentle shower was just steady enough to send the umbrellaless pedestrians scurrying between the drops, holding newspapers, shopping bags, or jacket shoulders over their heads.

The Glory Game Janet Dailey 1985

He stands umbrellaless in the rain of all its idiosyncrasies.

Walking-Stick Papers Robert Cortes Holliday

In the course of time -- that is to say, on the eleventh day -- the matter passed from the public mind, a circumstance explainable perhaps by the decent interment of the canvas in the National Gallery, where it affected no one save those mysterious folk who look at pictures for their pleasure and the umbrellaless refugee who is driven to take shelter from the fierceness of storms.

The Best British Short Stories of 1922 John Cournos 1915

In the course of time -- that is to say, on the eleventh day -- the matter passed from the public mind, a circumstance explainable perhaps by the decent interment of the canvas in the National Gallery, where it affected no one save those mysterious folk who look at pictures for their pleasure and the umbrellaless refugee who is driven to take shelter from the fierceness of storms.

The Best British Short Stories of 1922 Various 1915

When she got there, she found that places of vantage were already occupied to their utmost capacity by umbrellaless folk like herself.

Sparrows: the story of an unprotected girl 1909

Hands were hidden in the pockets of the umbrellaless; umbrellas were up.

Sister Carrie: a Novel Theodore Dreiser 1908

I went to the post office, and as I stood on the steps, umbrellaless, hesitating before plunging into the slushy road, a little, hesitating voice seemed to come from under my elbow.

In a German Pension Katherine Mansfield 1905