Merge pull request #17 from Fiona-Liu00/master

Issue #14 Cross references

07_boa.xml

@@ -31,7 +31,7 @@
 <lb n="07030"/> board and lodgings (beer or stout at dinner excluded). They
 <lb n="07031"/> shared in common tastes and occupations and for this reason
 <lb n="07032"/> they were very chummy with one another. They discussed with
-<lb n="07033"/> one another the chances of favourites and outsiders. <persName xml:id="jm">Jack
+<lb n="07033"/> one another the chances of favourites and outsiders. <persName xml:id="jmo">Jack
   <lb n="07034"/> Mooney</persName>, the Madam's son, who was clerk to a commission
 <lb n="07035"/> agent in Fleet Street, had the reputation of being a hard case.
 <lb n="07036"/> He was fond of using soldiers' obscenities: usually he came
@@ -106,7 +106,7 @@
 <lb n="07105"/> the mantelpiece as soon as she had become aware through her
 <lb n="07106"/> revery that the bells of George's church had stopped ringing. It
 <lb n="07107"/> was seventeen minutes past eleven: she would have lots of time
-  <lb n="07108"/> to have the matter out with <persName xml:id="dr">Mr Doran</persName> and then catch short
+  <lb n="07108"/> to have the matter out with <persName xml:id="bd">Mr Doran</persName> and then catch short
 <lb n="07109"/> twelve at Marlborough Street. She was sure she would win. To
 <lb n="07110"/> begin with she had all the weight of social opinion on her side:
 <lb n="07111"/> she was an outraged mother. She had allowed him to live
@@ -125,7 +125,7 @@
 <lb n="07124"/> But she would not do so. For her only one reparation could
 <lb n="07125"/> make up for the loss of her daughter's honour: marriage.</p>
 <lb n="07126"/> <p>She counted all her cards again before sending <persName xml:id="ma">Mary</persName> up to
-  <lb n="07127"/> <persName xml:id="dr">Mr Doran</persName>'s room to say that she wished to speak with him.
+  <lb n="07127"/> <persName xml:id="bd">Mr Doran</persName>'s room to say that she wished to speak with him.
 <lb n="07128"/> She felt sure she would win. He was a serious young man, not
 <lb n="07129"/> rakish or loudvoiced like the others. If it had been <persName xml:id="ms">Mr Sheri=
   <lb n="07130"/> dan</persName> or <persName xml:id="me">Mr Meade</persName> or <persName xml:id="bl">Bantam Lyons</persName> her task would have been
@@ -141,7 +141,7 @@
 <lb n="07140"/> the pierglass. The decisive expression of her great florid face
 <lb n="07141"/> satisfied her and she thought of some mothers she knew who
 <lb n="07142"/> could not get their daughters off their hands.</p>
-<lb n="07143"/> <p><persName xml:id="dr">Mr Doran</persName> was very anxious indeed this Sunday morning. He
+<lb n="07143"/> <p><persName xml:id="bd">Mr Doran</persName> was very anxious indeed this Sunday morning. He
 <lb n="07144"/> had made two attempts to shave but his hand had been so
 <lb n="07145"/> unsteady that he had been obliged to desist. Three days'
 <lb n="07146"/> reddish beard fringed his jaws and every two or three minutes a
@@ -157,7 +157,7 @@
 <lb n="07156"/> Dublin is such a small city - everyone knows everyone else's
   <lb n="07157"/> business.</said> He felt his heart leap warmly in his throat as he heard
   <lb n="07158"/> in his excited imagination old <persName xml:id="ml">Mr Leonard</persName> calling out in his
-  <lb n="07159"/> rasping voice <emph>Send <persName xml:id="dr">Mr Doran</persName> here, please.</emph></p>
+  <lb n="07159"/> rasping voice <emph>Send <persName xml:id="bd">Mr Doran</persName> here, please.</emph></p>
 <lb n="07160"/> <p><said who="Mr Doran" direct="false" aloud="false">All his long years of service gone for nothing! All his
 <lb n="07161"/> industry and diligence thrown away! As a young man he had
 <lb n="07162"/> sown his wild oats, of course; he had boasted of his freethink=
@@ -223,7 +223,7 @@
 <lb n="07222"/> country where he would never hear again of his trouble and yet
 <lb n="07223"/> a force pushed him downstairs step by step. The implacable
 <lb n="07224"/> faces of his employer and of the Madam stared upon his
-<lb n="07225"/> discomfiture. On the last flight of stairs he passed <persName xml:id="jm">Jack Mooney</persName>
+<lb n="07225"/> discomfiture. On the last flight of stairs he passed <persName xml:id="jmo">Jack Mooney</persName>
 <lb n="07226"/> who was coming up from the pantry nursing two bottles of
 <lb n="07227"/> <emph>Bass.</emph> They saluted coldly and the lover's eyes rested for a
 <lb n="07228"/> second or two on a thick bulldog face and a pair of thick short
@@ -258,6 +258,6 @@
 <lb n="07256"/> and ran to the banisters.
   <lb n="07257"/> <said who="Mrs.Mooney">―<persName xml:id="pm">Polly</persName>! <persName xml:id="pm">Polly</persName>!</said>
 <lb n="07258"/> <said who="Polly Mooney">―Yes, mamma?</said>
-  <lb n="07259"/> <said who="Mrs.Mooney">―Come down, dear. <persName xml:id="dr">Mr Doran</persName> wants to speak to you.</said></p>
+  <lb n="07259"/> <said who="Mrs.Mooney">―Come down, dear. <persName xml:id="bd">Mr Doran</persName> wants to speak to you.</said></p>
 <lb n="07260"/> <p>Then she remembered what she had been waiting for.</p>
 </div> <!-- End of story -->

09_cou.xml

@@ -147,7 +147,7 @@
 <lb n="09146"/> in violence. All the indignities of his life enraged him. ... Could
 <lb n="09147"/> he ask the cashier privately for an advance? No, the cashier was
 <lb n="09148"/> no good, no damn good: he wouldn't give an advance. ...... He
-  <lb n="09149"/> knew where he would meet the boys: <persName xml:id="ld">Leonard</persName> and <persName xml:id="on">O'Halloran</persName>
+  <lb n="09149"/> knew where he would meet the boys: <persName xml:id="pl">Leonard</persName> and <persName xml:id="on">O'Halloran</persName>
   <lb n="09150"/> and <persName xml:id="nf">Nosey Flynn</persName>. The barometer of his emotional nature was
 <lb n="09151"/> set for a spell of riot.</p>
 <lb n="09152"/> <p>His imagination had so abstracted him that his name was
@@ -234,7 +234,7 @@
   <lb n="09232"/> <p><persName xml:id="nf">Nosey Flynn</persName> was sitting up in his usual corner of Davy
 <lb n="09233"/> Byrne's and when he heard the story he stood <persName xml:id="fn">Farrington</persName> a half
 <lb n="09234"/> one, saying it was as smart a thing as ever he heard. <persName xml:id="fn">Farrington</persName>
-  <lb n="09235"/> stood a drink in his turn. After a while <persName xml:id="on">O'Halloran</persName> and <persName xml:id="ld">Paddy
+  <lb n="09235"/> stood a drink in his turn. After a while <persName xml:id="on">O'Halloran</persName> and <persName xml:id="pl">Paddy
   <lb n="09236"/> Leonard</persName> came in and the story was repeated to them. <persName xml:id="on">O'Hal=
   <lb n="09237"/> loran</persName> stood tailors of malt, hot, all round and told the story of
 <lb n="09238"/> the retort he had made to the chief clerk when he was in
@@ -263,7 +263,7 @@
 <lb n="09261"/> bar was full of men and loud with the noise of tongues and
 <lb n="09262"/> glasses. The three men pushed past the whining matchsellers at
 <lb n="09263"/> the door and formed a little party at the corner of the counter.
-  <lb n="09264"/> They began to exchange stories. <persName xml:id="ld">Leonard</persName> introduced them to a
+  <lb n="09264"/> They began to exchange stories. <persName xml:id="pl">Leonard</persName> introduced them to a
   <lb n="09265"/> young fellow named <persName xml:id="we">Weathers</persName> who was performing at the
 <lb n="09266"/> Tivoli as an acrobat and knockabout <emph>artiste.</emph> <persName xml:id="fn">Farrington</persName> stood
   <lb n="09267"/> a drink all round. <persName xml:id="we">Weathers</persName> said <said who="Weathers" direct="false">he would take a small Irish
@@ -274,7 +274,7 @@
   <lb n="09272"/> stood another round, <persName xml:id="we">Weathers</persName> protesting that the hospitality
 <lb n="09273"/> was too Irish. He promised to get them in behind the scenes
   <lb n="09274"/> and introduce them to some nice girls. <persName xml:id="on">O'Halloran</persName> said that <said who="O'Halloran" direct="false">he
-  <lb n="09275"/> and <persName xml:id="ld">Leonard</persName> would go but that <persName xml:id="fn">Farrington</persName> wouldn't go be=
+  <lb n="09275"/> and <persName xml:id="pl">Leonard</persName> would go but that <persName xml:id="fn">Farrington</persName> wouldn't go be=
   <lb n="09276"/> cause he was a married man</said> and <persName xml:id="fn">Farrington</persName>'s heavy dirty eyes
 <lb n="09277"/> leered at the company in token that he understood when he
   <lb n="09278"/> was being chaffed. <persName xml:id="we">Weathers</persName> made them all have just one little
@@ -308,15 +308,15 @@
   <lb n="09306"/> stood to <persName xml:id="we">Weathers</persName>. If there was one thing that he hated it was a
 <lb n="09307"/> sponge. He was so angry that he lost count of the conversation
 <lb n="09308"/> of his friends.</p>
-  <lb n="09309"/> <p>When <persName xml:id="ld">Paddy Leonard</persName> called him he found that they were
+  <lb n="09309"/> <p>When <persName xml:id="pl">Paddy Leonard</persName> called him he found that they were
   <lb n="09310"/> talking about feats of strength. <persName xml:id="we">Weathers</persName> was showing his
 <lb n="09311"/> biceps muscle to the company and boasting so much that the
   <lb n="09312"/> other two had called on <persName xml:id="fn">Farrington</persName> to uphold the national hon=
   <lb n="09313"/> our. <persName xml:id="fn">Farrington</persName> pulled up his sleeve accordingly and showed his
 <lb n="09314"/> biceps muscle to the company. The two arms were examined
 <lb n="09315"/> and compared and finally it was agreed to have a trial of
 <lb n="09316"/> strength. The table was cleared and the two men rested their
-  <lb n="09317"/> elbows on it, clasping hands. When <persName xml:id="ld">Paddy Leonard</persName> said <emph>Go!</emph>
+  <lb n="09317"/> elbows on it, clasping hands. When <persName xml:id="pl">Paddy Leonard</persName> said <emph>Go!</emph>
 <lb n="09318"/> each was to try to bring down the other's hand on to the table.
   <lb n="09319"/> <persName xml:id="fn">Farrington</persName> looked very serious and determined.</p>
 <lb n="09320"/> <p>The trial began. After about thirty seconds <persName xml:id="we">Weathers</persName>