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/external/wpa_supplicant_8/wpa_supplicant/dbus/
dbus_new_introspect.c	145 * Iterates over all methods, signals, and properties registered with an 243 * Iterates over all methods, signals and properties registered with
/external/yaffs2/yaffs2/
devextras.h	188 * list_for_each - iterate over a list 197 * list_for_each_safe - iterate over a list safe against removal
/frameworks/base/libs/rs/driver/
rsdShaderCache.cpp	47 //Iterate over the list of active GL uniforms and find highest array index 201 // Iterate over all the uniforms and build the list we
/frameworks/base/libs/utils/
LinearTransform.cpp	99 // remote possiblility over overflow in such a case). 163 // over/underflow for two signed integers. Basically, if both scaled
/frameworks/base/media/libstagefright/codecs/m4v_h263/dec/src/
mp4lib_int.h	78 int temporalRef; /* temporal reference, roll over at 256 */ 250 int frameRate; /* Output frame Rate (over 10 seconds) */
/libcore/luni/src/main/java/java/security/cert/
CertPath.java	160 * Returns an {@code Iterator} over the supported encodings for a 163 * @return {@code Iterator} over supported encodings (as {@code String}s).
/libcore/luni/src/main/java/java/util/
ServiceLoader.java	97 * Returns an iterator over all the service providers offered by this service loader. 100 * <p>Each iterator will return new instances of the classes it iterates over, so callers
/libcore/luni/src/main/java/javax/xml/xpath/
XPathExpression.java	150 * @param source The <code>InputSource</code> of the document to evaluate over. 175 * @param source The <code>InputSource</code> of the document to evaluate over.
/ndk/sources/host-tools/sed-4.2.1/testsuite/
madding.good	1 The girl on the summit of the load sat motionless, surrounded by tables and chairs with their legs upwards, backed by an oak settle, and ornamented in front by pots of geraniums, myrtles, and cactuses, together with a caged canary -- all probably from the windows of the house just vacated. There was also a cat in a willow basket, from the partly-opened lid of which she gazed with half-closed eyes, and affectionately-surveyed the small birds around. The handsome girl waited for some time idly in her place, and the only sound heard in the stillness was the hopping of the canary up and down the perches of its prison. Then she looked attentively downwards. It was not at the bird, nor at the cat; it was at an oblong package tied in paper, and lying between them. She turned her head to learn if the waggoner were coming. He was not yet in sight; and her eyes crept back to the package, her thoughts seeming to run upon what was inside it. At length she drew the article into her lap, and untied the paper covering; a small swing looking- glass was disclosed, in which she proceeded to survey herself attentively. She parted her lips and smiled. It was a fine morning, and the sun lighted up to a scarlet glow the crimson jacket she wore, and painted a soft lustre upon her bright face and dark hair. The myrtles, geraniums, and cactuses packed around her were fresh and green, and at such a leafless season they invested the whole concern of horses, waggon, furniture, and girl with a peculiar vernal charm. What possessed her to indulge in such a performance in the sight of the sparrows, blackbirds, and unperceived farmer who were alone its spectators, -- whether the smile began as a factitious one, to test her capacity in that art, -- nobody knows; it ended certainly in a real smile. She blushed at herself, and seeing her reflection blush, blushed the more. The change from the customary spot and necessary occasion of such an act -- from the dressing hour in a bedroom to a time of travelling out of doors -- lent to the idle deed a novelty it did not intrinsically possess. The picture was a delicate one. Woman's prescriptive infirmity had stalked into the sunlight, which had clothed it in the freshness of an originality. A cynical inference was irresistible by Gabriel Oak as he regarded the scene, generous though he fain would have been. There was no necessity whatever for her looking in the glass. She did not adjust her hat, or pat her hair, or press a dimple into shape, or do one thing to signify that any such intention had been her motive in taking up the glass. She simply observed herself as a fair product of Nature in the feminine kind, her thoughts seeming to glide into far-off though likely dramas in which men would play a part -- vistas of probable triumphs -- the smiles being of a phase suggesting that hearts were imagined as lost and won. Still, this was but conjecture, and the whole series of actions was so idly put forth as to make it rash to assert that intention had any part in them at all. The waggoner's steps were heard returning. She put the glass in the paper, and the whole again into its place. When the waggon had passed on, Gabriel withdrew from his point of espial, and descending into the road, followed the vehicle to the turnpike-gate some way beyond the bottom of the hill, where the object of his contemplation now halted for the payment of toll. About twenty steps still remained between him and the gate, when he heard a dispute. It was a difference concerning twopence between the persons with the waggon and the man at the toll-bar. "Mis'ess's niece is upon the top of the things, and she says that's enough that I've offered ye, you great miser, and she won't pay any more." These were the waggoner's words. "Very well; then mis'ess's niece can't pass," said the turnpike-keeper, closing the gate. Oak looked from one to the other of the disputants, and fell into a reverie. There was something in the tone of twopence remarkably insignificant. Threepence had a definite value as money -- it was an appreciable infringement on a day's wages, and, as such, a higgling matter; but twopence -- "Here," he said, stepping forward and handing twopence to the gatekeeper; "let the young woman pass." He looked up at her then; she heard his words, and looked down. Gabriel's features adhered throughout their form so exactly to the middle line between the beauty of St. John and the ugliness of Judas Iscariot, as represented in a window of the church he attended, that not a single lineament could be selected and called worthy either of distinction or notoriety. The red-jacketed and dark-haired maiden seemed to think so too, for she carelessly glanced over him, and told her man to drive on. She might have looked her thanks to Gabriel on a minute scale, but she did not speak them; more probably she felt none, for in gaining her a passage he had lost her her point, and we know how women take a favour of that kind. The gatekeeper surveyed the retreating vehicle. "That's a handsome maid," he said to Oak. "But she has her faults," said Gabriel. "True, farmer." "And the greatest of them is -- well, what it is always." "Beating people down? ay, 'tis so." "O no." "What, then?" Gabriel, perhaps a little piqued by the comely traveller's indifference, glanced back to where he had witnessed her performance over the hedge, and said, "Vanity, dude."
madding.inp	1 The girl on the summit of the load sat motionless, surrounded by tables and chairs with their legs upwards, backed by an oak settle, and ornamented in front by pots of geraniums, myrtles, and cactuses, together with a caged canary -- all probably from the windows of the house just vacated. There was also a cat in a willow basket, from the partly-opened lid of which she gazed with half-closed eyes, and affectionately-surveyed the small birds around. The handsome girl waited for some time idly in her place, and the only sound heard in the stillness was the hopping of the canary up and down the perches of its prison. Then she looked attentively downwards. It was not at the bird, nor at the cat; it was at an oblong package tied in paper, and lying between them. She turned her head to learn if the waggoner were coming. He was not yet in sight; and her eyes crept back to the package, her thoughts seeming to run upon what was inside it. At length she drew the article into her lap, and untied the paper covering; a small swing looking- glass was disclosed, in which she proceeded to survey herself attentively. She parted her lips and smiled. It was a fine morning, and the sun lighted up to a scarlet glow the crimson jacket she wore, and painted a soft lustre upon her bright face and dark hair. The myrtles, geraniums, and cactuses packed around her were fresh and green, and at such a leafless season they invested the whole concern of horses, waggon, furniture, and girl with a peculiar vernal charm. What possessed her to indulge in such a performance in the sight of the sparrows, blackbirds, and unperceived farmer who were alone its spectators, -- whether the smile began as a factitious one, to test her capacity in that art, -- nobody knows; it ended certainly in a real smile. She blushed at herself, and seeing her reflection blush, blushed the more. The change from the customary spot and necessary occasion of such an act -- from the dressing hour in a bedroom to a time of travelling out of doors -- lent to the idle deed a novelty it did not intrinsically possess. The picture was a delicate one. Woman's prescriptive infirmity had stalked into the sunlight, which had clothed it in the freshness of an originality. A cynical inference was irresistible by Gabriel Oak as he regarded the scene, generous though he fain would have been. There was no necessity whatever for her looking in the glass. She did not adjust her hat, or pat her hair, or press a dimple into shape, or do one thing to signify that any such intention had been her motive in taking up the glass. She simply observed herself as a fair product of Nature in the feminine kind, her thoughts seeming to glide into far-off though likely dramas in which men would play a part -- vistas of probable triumphs -- the smiles being of a phase suggesting that hearts were imagined as lost and won. Still, this was but conjecture, and the whole series of actions was so idly put forth as to make it rash to assert that intention had any part in them at all. The waggoner's steps were heard returning. She put the glass in the paper, and the whole again into its place. When the waggon had passed on, Gabriel withdrew from his point of espial, and descending into the road, followed the vehicle to the turnpike-gate some way beyond the bottom of the hill, where the object of his contemplation now halted for the payment of toll. About twenty steps still remained between him and the gate, when he heard a dispute. It was a difference concerning twopence between the persons with the waggon and the man at the toll-bar. "Mis'ess's niece is upon the top of the things, and she says that's enough that I've offered ye, you great miser, and she won't pay any more." These were the waggoner's words. "Very well; then mis'ess's niece can't pass," said the turnpike-keeper, closing the gate. Oak looked from one to the other of the disputants, and fell into a reverie. There was something in the tone of twopence remarkably insignificant. Threepence had a definite value as money -- it was an appreciable infringement on a day's wages, and, as such, a higgling matter; but twopence -- "Here," he said, stepping forward and handing twopence to the gatekeeper; "let the young woman pass." He looked up at her then; she heard his words, and looked down. Gabriel's features adhered throughout their form so exactly to the middle line between the beauty of St. John and the ugliness of Judas Iscariot, as represented in a window of the church he attended, that not a single lineament could be selected and called worthy either of distinction or notoriety. The red-jacketed and dark-haired maiden seemed to think so too, for she carelessly glanced over him, and told her man to drive on. She might have looked her thanks to Gabriel on a minute scale, but she did not speak them; more probably she felt none, for in gaining her a passage he had lost her her point, and we know how women take a favour of that kind. The gatekeeper surveyed the retreating vehicle. "That's a handsome maid," he said to Oak. "But she has her faults," said Gabriel. "True, farmer." "And the greatest of them is -- well, what it is always." "Beating people down? ay, 'tis so." "O no." "What, then?" Gabriel, perhaps a little piqued by the comely traveller's indifference, glanced back to where he had witnessed her performance over the hedge, and said, "Vanity."
/packages/apps/Calendar/tests/src/com/android/calendar/
UtilsTests.java	171 // Test event that spans over the day 189 // Test event that spans over 2 days but start and end time do not
/packages/apps/Mms/src/com/android/mms/transaction/
RetrieveTransaction.java	163 // Copy over the locked flag from the M-Notification.ind in case 173 // Have to delete messages over limit *after* the delete above. Otherwise,
/packages/apps/Phone/src/com/android/phone/
TelephonyCapabilities.java	87 * Return true if the current phone supports Over The Air Service 107 * phone app, since OTA can also mean over-the-air software updates.
/sdk/eclipse/plugins/com.android.ide.eclipse.adt/src/com/android/ide/eclipse/adt/internal/editors/layout/gle2/
GestureManager.java	306 * <li>Over a selection handle, show a directional cursor depending on the position of 308 * <li>Over a widget, show a move (hand) cursor 330 // See if it's over a selected view 595 * The cursor is moving over the drop target. {@inheritDoc} 684 // See if the mouse is over a selection handle; if so, start a resizing 698 // If there's a selection *and* the cursor is over this selection, 700 // If there is no selection or the cursor is not over a selected     [all...]
/sdk/eclipse/plugins/com.android.ide.eclipse.tests/src/com/android/ide/eclipse/adt/internal/editors/layout/refactoring/
ExtractStyleRefactoringTest.java	91 // Test extracting on a single caret position over an attribute: Should extract 108 // Test extracting on a single caret position which is not over any attributes:
/system/core/libcutils/
hashmap.c	112 // Move over existing entries. 125 // Copy over internals.
/system/core/libnl_2/
netlink.c	203 /* Send raw data over netlink socket */ 241 /* Send netlink message with control over sendmsg() message header */
/external/clang/lib/Parse/
ParseCXXInlineMethods.cpp	248 /// specification of a top (non-nested) C++ class. Now go over the 324 "ParseAssignmentExpression went over the default arg tokens!"); 341 /// (non-nested) C++ class. Now go over the stack of lexed methods that were 387 "ParseFunctionTryBlock went over the cached tokens!"); 409 // Due to parsing error, we either went over the cached tokens or 422 /// of a top (non-nested) C++ class. Now go over the stack of lexed data member
/external/dbus/doc/
dbus-faq.xml	217 you can expose the functionality of that object over an IPC system. 250 simply pushing the data raw over a socket. After the recent rewrite of 400 system API should not "leak" all over a program; it should come into 401 play only just before data goes over the wire. As an aside, OMG is 433 into an XML-based format, then sent over the wire (typically using the 570 connections in addition to connections over the bus. The libdbus
/external/icu4c/i18n/unicode/
search.h	43 * <tt>SearchIterator</tt> maintain a current position and scans over the 64 * UnicodeString target("The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy fox"); 87 * behavior, and iterating over the same text. 268 * same behavior, terates over the same text and have the same 286 * iterating over the same text, as this one. Note that all data will be 479 * and iterate over the same text, as the one passed in.
/external/llvm/docs/CommandGuide/
llvm-ar.pod	43 =over 104 =over 169 =over 242 =over 301 =over 362 =over
/external/wpa_supplicant_6/wpa_supplicant/src/rsn_supp/
wpa_ft.c	247 * MIC shall be calculated over: 427 * wpa_ft_prepare_auth_request - Generate over-the-air auth request 470 wpa_printf(MSG_DEBUG, "FT: No over-the-DS in progress " 476 wpa_printf(MSG_DEBUG, "FT: No over-the-DS in progress " 842 * wpa_ft_start_over_ds - Generate over-the-DS auth request 851 wpa_printf(MSG_DEBUG, "FT: Request over-the-DS with " MACSTR,
/external/wpa_supplicant_8/wpa_supplicant/
README-P2P	70 over the main control interface. 223 # Apple File Sharing over TCP 277 # AFP Over TCP (PTR) 279 # AFP Over TCP (TXT) (RDATA=null) 282 # IP Printing over TCP (PTR) (RDATA=MyPrinter._ipp._tcp.local.) 284 # IP Printing over TCP (TXT) (RDATA=txtvers=1,pdl=application/postscript)
/libcore/luni/src/main/java/java/util/concurrent/
ArrayBlockingQueue.java	156 // slide over all others up through putIndex. 518 * precise control over the runtime type of the output array, and may, 675 * Returns an iterator over the elements in this queue in proper sequence. 685 * @return an iterator over the elements in this queue in proper sequence 697 * most once (by tracking "remaining" elements); (3) skip over 744 while (--remaining > 0 && // skip over nulls
/libcore/luni/src/main/java/java/util/concurrent/locks/
Condition.java	143 * to an interrupt over normal method return. This is true even if it can be 194 * <p>An implementation can favor responding to an interrupt over normal 313 * <p>An implementation can favor responding to an interrupt over normal 314 * method return in response to a signal, or over indicating the elapse 410 * <p>An implementation can favor responding to an interrupt over normal 411 * method return in response to a signal, or over indicating the passing

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