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His skin was fair and fresh, and the lines of bone and muscle were still solid and graceful, the shoulders flat and square-set and the backbone a smooth, straight groove cut deep between the rounded columns of muscle that rose on either side of it.

Sick Cycle Carousel 2010

I had grown a tall, square-set lad, and my prowess at Rugby football was renowned beyond the parishes of Kirkcaple and Portincross.

Prester John 2005

Jacob of Bouldon was a sturdy, square-set young fellow from the south of the shire, with a round, amiable face, large, candid eyes, and a ready smile.

A Rare Benedictine Peters, Ellis, 1913- 1988

Cadfael had not been deceived in their relationship, for this one was clearly father to the other, a tough, square-set man in his fifties, close-mouthed like his son, broader in the shoulders, more bowed in the legs from years spent as much on horseback as on his own two feet.

The Confession of Brother Haluin Peters, Ellis, 1913- 1988

Cadfael had not been deceived in their relationship, for this one was clearly father to the other, a tough, square-set man in his fifties, close-mouthed like his son, broader in the shoulders, more bowed in the legs from years spent as much on horseback as on his own two feet.

The Confession of Brother Haluin Peters, Ellis, 1913- 1988

He oriented his square-set body to the north, waited a moment as though considering something the young driver could not know, then pointed.

The Eternal Mercenary Sadler, Barry 1980

The small square-set figure of Bart de Jong was waiting at the end of the gangplank.

Tumbleweed Van de Wetering, Janwillem 1976

He was one of those quiet, middle-sized, square-set men who seem to know exactly what they are doing, and it was good to have him and Iqbal at my back.

Flashman Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1969

Lindsey and Cochran were square-set, serious young men: Casey, older, but of eager, enthusiastic mien.

Terry A Tale of the Hill People Charles Goff Thomson

Even in the dusky carriage she had been as aware of the splendor of his attraction as now when they had stopped between the high lamps of the club entrance, and she saw clearly the broad lines of his shoulders and the stoop of his square-set head as he stepped swingingly to the pavement.

The Coast of Chance Esther Chamberlain