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| OMX3A.cpp | 211 CAMHAL_LOGVB("ISO mode arrived in HAL : %s", str);
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| mux.py | 596 """Reads data. Blocks until enough data has arrived via physical
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| sslsecur.c | 416 ** arrived that must be taken by application before handshake can continue,
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| chapter-reflow-once.html | 27 <p><span>The outstanding event of August 3 was the publication of the German Government's famous apologia for the war, the so-called "White Paper" officially described as "Memorandum and Documents in Relation to the Outbreak of the War." Early in the afternoon a telephone message arrived for me at the Adlon to the effect that if I would call at the Press Bureau of the Foreign Office at five o'clock,</span> <em class="italics">Legationsrat</em> <span>Heilbron, one of Hammann's lieutenants whom I had known for many years, would be glad to deliver me an advance copy for special transmission to London and New York. I lay great stress on the fact that up to sun-down of August 3, 1914, I continued to be</span> <em class="italics">persona gratissima</em> <span>with the Imperial German Government. It was true that one of the young Foreign Office cubs told off to censor press cablegrams at the Main Telegraph Office had, during the preceding three days, expressed annoyance with what he considered my eagerness to "go into details," but</span> <em class="italics">Legationsrat</em><span>Heilbron's invitation to fetch the "White Paper" was gratifying evidence that my relations with the powers-that-be were still "correct," even if not cordial. I was glad of that, because there was constantly in my mind the desire to remain in Germany, whatever happened, with a front-row seat for the big show. At the appointed hour I presented myself in Herr Heilbron's room on the ground floor of the Wilhelmstrasse front of the Foreign Office. He greeted me with old-time courtesy, though I found his demeanor perceptibly depressed. He handed me a copy of the</span> <em class="italics">Denkschrift</em><span>, and, when I begged him for a second one, he complied with a gracious</span> <em class="italics">bitte sehr</em><span>.</span></p>
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| chapter-reflow-thrice.html | 27 <p><span>The outstanding event of August 3 was the publication of the German Government's famous apologia for the war, the so-called "White Paper" officially described as "Memorandum and Documents in Relation to the Outbreak of the War." Early in the afternoon a telephone message arrived for me at the Adlon to the effect that if I would call at the Press Bureau of the Foreign Office at five o'clock,</span> <em class="italics">Legationsrat</em> <span>Heilbron, one of Hammann's lieutenants whom I had known for many years, would be glad to deliver me an advance copy for special transmission to London and New York. I lay great stress on the fact that up to sun-down of August 3, 1914, I continued to be</span> <em class="italics">persona gratissima</em> <span>with the Imperial German Government. It was true that one of the young Foreign Office cubs told off to censor press cablegrams at the Main Telegraph Office had, during the preceding three days, expressed annoyance with what he considered my eagerness to "go into details," but</span> <em class="italics">Legationsrat</em><span>Heilbron's invitation to fetch the "White Paper" was gratifying evidence that my relations with the powers-that-be were still "correct," even if not cordial. I was glad of that, because there was constantly in my mind the desire to remain in Germany, whatever happened, with a front-row seat for the big show. At the appointed hour I presented myself in Herr Heilbron's room on the ground floor of the Wilhelmstrasse front of the Foreign Office. He greeted me with old-time courtesy, though I found his demeanor perceptibly depressed. He handed me a copy of the</span> <em class="italics">Denkschrift</em><span>, and, when I begged him for a second one, he complied with a gracious</span> <em class="italics">bitte sehr</em><span>.</span></p>
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| chapter-reflow-twice.html | 27 <p><span>The outstanding event of August 3 was the publication of the German Government's famous apologia for the war, the so-called "White Paper" officially described as "Memorandum and Documents in Relation to the Outbreak of the War." Early in the afternoon a telephone message arrived for me at the Adlon to the effect that if I would call at the Press Bureau of the Foreign Office at five o'clock,</span> <em class="italics">Legationsrat</em> <span>Heilbron, one of Hammann's lieutenants whom I had known for many years, would be glad to deliver me an advance copy for special transmission to London and New York. I lay great stress on the fact that up to sun-down of August 3, 1914, I continued to be</span> <em class="italics">persona gratissima</em> <span>with the Imperial German Government. It was true that one of the young Foreign Office cubs told off to censor press cablegrams at the Main Telegraph Office had, during the preceding three days, expressed annoyance with what he considered my eagerness to "go into details," but</span> <em class="italics">Legationsrat</em><span>Heilbron's invitation to fetch the "White Paper" was gratifying evidence that my relations with the powers-that-be were still "correct," even if not cordial. I was glad of that, because there was constantly in my mind the desire to remain in Germany, whatever happened, with a front-row seat for the big show. At the appointed hour I presented myself in Herr Heilbron's room on the ground floor of the Wilhelmstrasse front of the Foreign Office. He greeted me with old-time courtesy, though I found his demeanor perceptibly depressed. He handed me a copy of the</span> <em class="italics">Denkschrift</em><span>, and, when I begged him for a second one, he complied with a gracious</span> <em class="italics">bitte sehr</em><span>.</span></p>
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| chapter-reflow.html | 27 <p><span>The outstanding event of August 3 was the publication of the German Government's famous apologia for the war, the so-called "White Paper" officially described as "Memorandum and Documents in Relation to the Outbreak of the War." Early in the afternoon a telephone message arrived for me at the Adlon to the effect that if I would call at the Press Bureau of the Foreign Office at five o'clock,</span> <em class="italics">Legationsrat</em> <span>Heilbron, one of Hammann's lieutenants whom I had known for many years, would be glad to deliver me an advance copy for special transmission to London and New York. I lay great stress on the fact that up to sun-down of August 3, 1914, I continued to be</span> <em class="italics">persona gratissima</em> <span>with the Imperial German Government. It was true that one of the young Foreign Office cubs told off to censor press cablegrams at the Main Telegraph Office had, during the preceding three days, expressed annoyance with what he considered my eagerness to "go into details," but</span> <em class="italics">Legationsrat</em><span>Heilbron's invitation to fetch the "White Paper" was gratifying evidence that my relations with the powers-that-be were still "correct," even if not cordial. I was glad of that, because there was constantly in my mind the desire to remain in Germany, whatever happened, with a front-row seat for the big show. At the appointed hour I presented myself in Herr Heilbron's room on the ground floor of the Wilhelmstrasse front of the Foreign Office. He greeted me with old-time courtesy, though I found his demeanor perceptibly depressed. He handed me a copy of the</span> <em class="italics">Denkschrift</em><span>, and, when I begged him for a second one, he complied with a gracious</span> <em class="italics">bitte sehr</em><span>.</span></p>
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| ping.c | 839 /* We fall here when a redirect or source quench arrived.
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| /external/valgrind/main/coregrind/m_debuginfo/ |
| priv_storage.h | 420 state is arrived at when have_rx_map and have_rw_map both become
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