Ruint

"... en no sooner is he do dat dan Miss Sally she up'n change her'n, en dar day had it. Mars John say de town gwine ter be tetotally ruint, en Miss Sally 'low dat ef it kin be ruint liker would a ruint it long time ago."

HORTON I reckon he's ruint Mary Jane! I dunno what else it could be! [Weeping] But Amos needn't throw her raisin' up to me! Whatever she's done I've got a clear conscience!

She's ruint cause all she's living for is a man who don't know nothing but to hurt her and you ain't even willing to step up and protect her.

“He isn't the right man, anyways.” “Sammy,” said Nat, “that's unkind.” “What in the world,” demanded Sammy, “would a world-famous author be doing in a ruint and empty library in a ruint and empty college in a ruint and empty town like Winston […]”