red-complexioned

He was a light, kind of red-complexioned Negro, as I was; about my height, and he had freckles.

The Autobiography of Malcolm X X, Malcolm, 1925-1965 1964

I also knew Sy Oliver; he was married to a red-complexioned girl, and they lived up on Sugar Hill; Sy did a lot of arranging for Tommy Dorsey in those days.

The Autobiography of Malcolm X X, Malcolm, 1925-1965 1964

He let me precede him through the door, then made for the counter while the other sailor, a red-complexioned character about the size and shape of a polar bear, nudged me gently into an angled bench seat in one corner of the room.

Ice Station Zebra MacLean, Alistair, 1922-1987 1963

He went up to the desk, behind which, stood a burly, red-complexioned man who greeted him effusively, yet with the air of respect accorded the powerful.

Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill Winston Churchill 1909

Russ, like Rush, is one of the many forms of Fr. roux, red-complexioned (Chapter II).

The Romance of Names Ernest Weekley 1909

He went up to the desk, behind which, stood a burly, red-complexioned man who greeted him effusively, yet with the air of respect accorded the powerful.

The Dwelling Place of Light — Complete Winston Churchill 1909

He went up to the desk, behind which, stood a burly, red-complexioned man who greeted him effusively, yet with the air of respect accorded the powerful.

The Dwelling Place of Light — Volume 2 Winston Churchill 1909

That all attempts should have failed to settle the character and social standing of those red-complexioned, rather dull-witted gentlemen, who clasped one another in such undecipherable opacity, was almost more than May could bear.

A Venetian June Anna Fuller 1884

She rose and found the stranger full before her in the doorway, gazing at her with an enormous pair of sloe-black eyes, under heavy inky brows, set in a hard, red-complexioned face.

Love and Life An Old Story in Eighteenth Century Costume Charlotte Mary Yonge 1862

At the gatehouse, a porter came out to greet us, accompanied by a big red-complexioned man who remarked in a bass Welsh accent that he’d just been having a gossip with his friend the porter here, and would show us the way inside.

To Ruin a Queen FIONA BUCKLEY 2000