Mahdi's make-up did Professor Thunder great credit--it was grotesquely inhuman.

The shape of the costume demanded a stooping attitude and shambling gait.

Only in a good light and at close quarters could the deception be seen.
People came running from all directions.

A cab horse backed in terror before the monster, reared, plunged furiously and bolted into a peanut stall.
Nickie waddled on, blissfully unconscious of the sensation he was creating.

He invaded a secondhand clothes shop.
"Shemima, mother of der brophet!" gasped Moses Aaronstein, throwing out his palms in a gesture terror, and Moses bolted through a side door.
The Missing Link appropriated a spangled skirt and trailed it after him down the street.