The bartender, a heavy man, came along the other side of the bar to meet him.

Had implied, at any rate, that he was a large and very heavy man.

He was a heavy, dark young man, not at all like his sister.

He wasn't a very heavy man, and it rather lifted him off the ground.

The heavy man stood there for a moment, then scratched his head.

Every day having to drag a million heavy men with large feet round a big room.

The rider had been a heavy man with small feet.

I looked back at the heavy man to catch what he was saying.

I hit him, but he was a big, heavy man.

He looked off into the distance, a solid, heavy man like a rock.