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McClatchy goes on to recount the eventualities of
Wharton's brilliant career and unsatisfactory love life; one
might infer from it that The Mount itself was the one true
love of Wharton's life; rooms and objects are more easily
marshaled than affections. But Wharton was to lose
this love, too, through the machinations of her wastrel
husband, Teddy, who, unbeknownst to Wharton, sold
The Mount to her summer tenants, in 1911, while she
was away on the Continent.
Wharton divorced Teddy and went on to triumph further
in her career, meanwhile establishing two beautiful
residences, one just outside Paris and the other in the
south of France. "But," McClatchy concludes on a
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