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THE OUTSIDERS: DALLAS & PONY All the way there Dally kept talking and talking about something, but I was too dizzy to make most of it out. “I was crazy, you know that, kid? Crazy for wantin’ Johnny to stay outa trouble, for not wantin’ him to get hard. If he’d been like me he’d never have been in this mess. If he’d got smart like me he’d never have run into that church. That’s what you get for helpin’ people. Editorials in the paper and a lot of trouble… . You’d better wise up, Pony … you get tough like me and you don’t get hurt. You look out for yourself and nothin’ can touch you …” He said a lot more stuff, but I didn’t get it all. I had a stupid feeling that Dally was out of his mind, the way he kept raving on and on, because Dallas never talked like that, but I think now I would have understood if I hadn’t been sick at the time.