You mustn't cotton to everybody you pick up in New York--it won't do.

Get you into trouble.
Don't bring him here; your aunt won't like it.

When you get into a hole with a fellow and can't help yourself, take him to the club.

That's one of the things I got you into the Magnolia for; but don't ever bring 'em here." "But he's a personal friend of Mr.Morris, and a friend of another friend of Mr.Morris's they called 'Major.'" It was not the first time he had heard such inhospitable suggestions from his uncle.
"Oh, yes, I know; they've all got some old retainers hanging on that they give a square meal to once a year, but don't you get mixed up with 'em." Parkins had returned by this time and was pouring a fresh cup of coffee.
"Now, Parkins, that's something like--No, I don't want any kidneys--I don't want any toast--I don't want anything, Parkins--haven't I told you so ?" "Yes, sir; thank you sir." "Black coffee is the only thing that'll settle this head.

What you want to do, Jack, is to send that old fossil word that you've got another engagement, and...