"Mr. " -> "Mr.\ "

stories/Brushingworth.Chamber_Po.tex

@@ -27,7 +27,7 @@ front of him. ``I've been waiting almost an hour.''
 ``Well sorry kid,'' Bavarious responded as he trudged to
 his desk chair, ``I've just about had enough people for
 today.'' The kid stared at him unblinking. He was probably
-thirteen or fourteen. ``Mr. Bavarious? I need to speak with
+thirteen or fourteen. ``Mr.\ Bavarious? I need to speak with
 you about an important matter. Don't you think it's a
 little funny that a kid like me is here to see you? Let me
 introduce myself, I'm Oscar Crowley.'' While the kid was

stories/CannedMacabre.For_the_Ch.tex

@@ -5,8 +5,8 @@
 Norma's Diner is a horrible place to get a cup of joe. The only
 reason I was there was to meet a mysterious client that had
 insisted on anonymity. He had reached me twice by phone in the past
-three weeks and only identified himself as Mr. M. I told him that I
+three weeks and only identified himself as Mr.\ M. I told him that I
-would only take the case if we met face to face. Mr. M contacted me
+would only take the case if we met face to face. Mr.\ M contacted me
 again this morning by text message to say that we should meet here
 at Norma's at 10:30 sharp.
 
@@ -22,7 +22,7 @@ without knowing the client, and I don't like to wait.
 
 
 The waitress pours me another cup of swill as I look over my notes
-on Mr. M's case. He says he is being stalked and that threatening
+on Mr.\ M's case. He says he is being stalked and that threatening
 messages are being sent to his e-mail and voice mail. He hints at
 the fact that some people are trying to blackmail him. He even
 casually ponders whether his life may be in danger. Its really not
@@ -124,8 +124,8 @@ voice that was not at all sheepish or meek:
 
 
 
-``Detective Bavarious, Mr. M wont be joining you today.'' he said in
+``Detective Bavarious, Mr.\ M wont be joining you today.'' he said in
-a calm, controlled voice. ``In fact, I doubt that Mr. M will be
+a calm, controlled voice. ``In fact, I doubt that Mr.\ M will be
 contacting you again at all.'' This statement chilled me to my bones
 and instinctively I lowered one hand under the table to the Beretta
 clipped to my belt.
@@ -136,14 +136,14 @@ I was all ears.
 
 
 
-``You see, Det. Bavarious, Mr. M was being harassed, stalked and
+``You see, Det. Bavarious, Mr.\ M was being harassed, stalked and
 blackmailed. and I am the one who was doing these things to him.''
 The kid's voice was deeper now, and I must admit that he commanded
 my attention as few others could.
 
 
 
-``I targeted Mr. M for the crimes that he has committed against
+``I targeted Mr.\ M for the crimes that he has committed against
 children. He is a child molester and a murderer and I wish to see
 him imprisoned for these crimes{\ldots}''
 
@@ -183,7 +183,7 @@ of his chair and grabbed his book bag.
 
 
 
-``Oh{\ldots} and Mr. M's real name is Michael Wilkinson. He is a biology
+``Oh{\ldots} and Mr.\ M's real name is Michael Wilkinson. He is a biology
 teacher at Washington Junior High School. When you give the cops
 the disc, just tell them that it was given to you by another PI
 that knew who your client is.''

stories/Detective_Thompson.Words_Will.tex

@@ -30,7 +30,7 @@ writing like a pro. His teacher told him his writing could make
 James Joyce and Shakespeare spew jealous tears from their eye
 ducts. Bin's fellow students quaked in awe whenever he gave
 one of his weekly readings, weekly readings that had been insisted
-upon by the principal, Mr. Howard. Mr. Howard hoped the other
+upon by the principal, Mr.\ Howard. Mr.\ Howard hoped the other
 students would learn something from Bin. So far, all they learned
 was fear. And jealousy.
 

stories/Dirty_Sanchez.A_Tin_of_P.tex

@@ -209,7 +209,7 @@ a blank expression. ``You brought your gun?'' Tim asked.
 
 
 
-``Come here boys,'' he said loudly ``Mr. Luke is going to show you how
+``Come here boys,'' he said loudly ``Mr.\ Luke is going to show you how
 to shoot.''
 
 

stories/Donde_Esta.The_Promis.tex

@@ -112,7 +112,7 @@ the courage to speak.
 
 
 
-``Mr. Slender, why'd you go after those children?''
+``Mr.\ Slender, why'd you go after those children?''
 I asked, trying to sound as calm as possible.
 
 

stories/Funk_In_Shoe.I_am___bf_.tex

@@ -26,7 +26,7 @@ in person? No? Could you put that down Bic pen already? You know
 the clicking, and all. I get skittish, too. Honestly it's
 alright.
 
-You {\em do} seem horribly tense. I am not, let me assure you, Mr. Ehl
+You {\em do} seem horribly tense. I am not, let me assure you, Mr.\ Ehl
 Bee. There is no need to go all star struck on me. I am as much of
 a nobody as you are, probably more of a nobody.
 
@@ -384,7 +384,7 @@ fucking profile.
 
 
 I don't even fucking care. You think I haven't told
-this story? Who {\em told} you this story? Was it Luke? Mr. Ehl
+this story? Who {\em told} you this story? Was it Luke? Mr.\ Ehl
 Bee, Mr.\ Writing-under-a-Pseudonym-to-be-artsy-Biddick, with his
 prodigious talent and his intense, {\em fucking} eyebrows that he
 probably picks like a bitch? Was it? It wasn't. It was me. I

stories/King_Plum_the_Nth.Flow_My_Te.tex

@@ -11,7 +11,7 @@ glass.
 
 
 
-``Mr. Bavarious?'' he said.
+``Mr.\ Bavarious?'' he said.
 
 ``That's what it says on the door, kid.'' He looked
 like he was about 12.

stories/King_Plum_the_Nth.Untitled.tex

@@ -150,7 +150,7 @@ gut. He didn't so much as flinch.
 ``I know what she said,'' he said. ``She said I was
 harsh. That I abused them.'' He grimaced horribly and his eye
 teeth erected into fangs. ``But she never understood. You have
-to be tough to live in a city like this, Mr. Bavarious. I only
+to be tough to live in a city like this, Mr.\ Bavarious. I only
 wanted to make my little girls tough.'' The world was fading,
 purple splotches exploding in my vision. ``Amy will show you
 what I mean.'' The girl hissed, drawing her lips back from

stories/Ridgely__Fan.The_Cocoon.tex

@@ -29,7 +29,7 @@ heard a voice from a hidden loudspeaker.
 
 
 
-``Well well Mr. Landon. I see you're awake. I hope you
+``Well well Mr.\ Landon. I see you're awake. I hope you
 like your surroundings, you'll be here for some
 time.''
 
@@ -55,7 +55,7 @@ speaker started again:
 
 
 
-``Don't worry Mr. Landon, your headache shall soon pass.
+``Don't worry Mr.\ Landon, your headache shall soon pass.
 Your kind heals quickly, even in your cocoon state. I can see
 you're confused. All shall become clear shortly.''
 
@@ -68,7 +68,7 @@ here{\ldots}
 
 
 
-``Mr. Bravarious, I can just barely hear you through the speaker.
+``Mr.\ Bravarious, I can just barely hear you through the speaker.
 Why don't you come down and talk to me through the bars?
 I'd like to talk man to man anyway.''
 
@@ -92,7 +92,7 @@ who I was dealing with.
 
 
 
-``Mr. Bravarious, why did you take me here? Is this a joke? If
+``Mr.\ Bravarious, why did you take me here? Is this a joke? If
 it is, I'll keep it between just us guys, you got me good.
 Just let me go.''
 
@@ -103,7 +103,7 @@ voice.
 
 
 
-``I can tell that you're scared Mr. Landon, but that
+``I can tell that you're scared Mr.\ Landon, but that
 fear too will pass, as you emerge from your cocoon.''
 
 
@@ -120,7 +120,7 @@ thing?''
 
 
 
-``Not exactly, Mr. Landon. You are one of an ancient race. A
+``Not exactly, Mr.\ Landon. You are one of an ancient race. A
 race that has hunted humans for millennia. A predator that acts
 like a parasite. Your kind leave its offspring in the form of a
 human for humans to raise. When that offspring reaches adulthood,
@@ -176,7 +176,7 @@ the right chord.
 ``It was a simple matter of checking the records at an
 orphanage where the last of your kind was known to feed. You had
 certain{\ldots} traits. I confirmed these traits by watching you
-for the last two weeks. There is no uncertainty Mr. Landon, you are
+for the last two weeks. There is no uncertainty Mr.\ Landon, you are
 the monster I was assigned to capture.''
 
 
@@ -195,7 +195,7 @@ spoke again before I could ask.
 
 
 
-``Now Mr. Landon I have other duties to attend here. I must
+``Now Mr.\ Landon I have other duties to attend here. I must
 assume you'll be alright.''
 
 
@@ -210,7 +210,7 @@ flowed anew. I had an idea.
 
 
 
-``Mr. Bravarious, I haven't turned into one of these
+``Mr.\ Bravarious, I haven't turned into one of these
 monsters yet. That means I'm still human. I'm human and
 I'm hurt, and I might die of thirst. Please just give me some
 water and some bandages before you go.''
@@ -235,7 +235,7 @@ I heard footsteps, and crept beside the doorway.
 
 
 
-``Mr. Landon, I am leaving your supplies beside the
+``Mr.\ Landon, I am leaving your supplies beside the
 do-``
 
 

stories/Swanky.Gold_Ribbo.tex

@@ -132,7 +132,7 @@ little Johnny.
 begin to tear with his inevitable realization.
 
 ``Tommy and I are doing our science fair project, remember? He
-was testing the effects of his mother's pills on Mr. Johnson.
+was testing the effects of his mother's pills on Mr.\ Johnson.
 We ground it up in his orange juice.''
 
 ``But{\ldots}what{\ldots}about{\ldots}''
@@ -146,7 +146,7 @@ hopeless.
 The unmistakable sound of a dentist drill could be heard in the
 background.
 
-``Yes, Mr. Bavarious. Part.''
+``Yes, Mr.\ Bavarious. Part.''
 
 Bavarious wept uncontrollably. 
  

stories/Twigand_Berries.The_Sack_o.tex

@@ -68,7 +68,7 @@ said.
 
 ``Do tell, Luke.'' Brad leaned in, interested.
 
-``Yes, Mr. Bavarious. I love your stories!'' Hooksey exclaimed,
+``Yes, Mr.\ Bavarious. I love your stories!'' Hooksey exclaimed,
 excitedly.
 
 

stories/Yaos.The_Killer.tex

@@ -28,7 +28,7 @@ who could it be?
 
 
 
-``But that's not true Mr. Bavarius, killing can bring back
+``But that's not true Mr.\ Bavarius, killing can bring back
 your son, because I can help you.'' Luke saw a man he had
 never seen before that looked like he was 50 years old with gray
 hair and balding. His sweater smelled of blood. ``Luke, I know

stories/bagrada.The_Earach.tex

@@ -14,7 +14,7 @@ to save.
 
 
 
-``You have to help our friend, Mr. Bavarious!'' the kids
+``You have to help our friend, Mr.\ Bavarious!'' the kids
 had said. ``She's been kidnapped by some freaky
 cult!'' The cops didn't believe them. Neither did their
 parents. But I did. I knew the dangers of not listening to kids. My

stories/kerimeton.White.tex

@@ -80,7 +80,7 @@ any.
 
 
 
-``Mr. Barvarious'' she repeated, still saying it wrong,
+``Mr.\ Barvarious'' she repeated, still saying it wrong,
 ``I suppose I can admit you to a psychologist but I cannot do
 further for now.''
 

stories/lemonlime.A_Butter_K.tex

@@ -17,7 +17,7 @@ happier supper table.
 
 
 
-At first Mr. Boswell would turn it around and around, so that the
+At first Mr.\ Boswell would turn it around and around, so that the
 lamplight flashed off its blade hypnotically. Then, holding the
 handle lightly between his thumb and all four fingers, as one would
 hold the bow of a cello, he would run that knife's dainty little
@@ -25,13 +25,13 @@ teeth slowly up and down the length of his forearm, occasionally
 pausing to turn tight little circles over the network of veins
 decorating the inside of his wrist and displaying to all the
 precarious restraint in which his very life's blood was held.
-Martin had used his father's butter knife once when Mr. Boswell was
+Martin had used his father's butter knife once when Mr.\ Boswell was
 at work; from that day forth, seeing his father's shivers never
 failed to provoke an answering shiver in himself.
 
 
 
-Then Mr. Boswell would turn the butter knife's attentions to his
+Then Mr.\ Boswell would turn the butter knife's attentions to his
 scarred, scabbed hands, those stained and stinking hands which had
 fired the little gun that shot Martin's mother in the back as she
 tried to run for the last time. He would drag those hateful smiling
@@ -42,10 +42,10 @@ to abrade and swell and eventually bleed.
 
 
 At first the wound was a minor one. But after being kept open by
-Mr. Boswell's nightly ritual for the better part of a year it began
+Mr.\ Boswell's nightly ritual for the better part of a year it began
 to grow wider and deeper. His flesh became purple and black and the
 stench of putrefaction was so strong that no one would willingly go
-near Mr. Boswell except for Luke Bavarious, a former police
+near Mr.\ Boswell except for Luke Bavarious, a former police
 detective turned bodyguard, and Martin.
 
 
@@ -72,7 +72,7 @@ promise I'll hurry.''
 
 Martin threw on a clean set of clothes and dashed back downstairs.
 His father never even looked at him as he took his seat as quietly
-as he left it. Mr. Boswell did not shift his attention from the
+as he left it. Mr.\ Boswell did not shift his attention from the
 butter knife until Bavarious walked into the dining room, claiming
 to have seen an intruder across the courtyard. Martin was
 immediately ordered to his bedroom for the night, and as he left
@@ -82,10 +82,10 @@ before.
 
 
 
-That night taught Martin that while Mr. Boswell was watching his
+That night taught Martin that while Mr.\ Boswell was watching his
 butter knife, he could go anywhere and do anything without his
 father seeing him. Only Luke Bavarious could keep him from leaving
-during those times. One night, as Mr. Boswell sat mesmerized by the
+during those times. One night, as Mr.\ Boswell sat mesmerized by the
 clean red blood that seeped from his corrupted flesh, Martin went
 to the linen closet and pulled out a backpack in which he'd stashed
 clothing, food and a little money. Bavarious met him at the
@@ -100,7 +100,7 @@ too, as soon as he sees that I want to leave.''
 
 After looking at Martin for a moment, Luke said, ``I know, kid.
 After what he did to your Mom, I knew that I'd only leave this
-house when I was dead. Mr. Boswell, he'd kill me in a second if he
+house when I was dead. Mr.\ Boswell, he'd kill me in a second if he
 knew I was standing here talking to you and not killing you. No way
 can I let you stay here. Your father doesn't love or respect you.
 But he was a good man once, and I can't bear to live with having