Edith Wharton's travel writing, though less well-known than her fiction, exhibits the same remarkable combination of graceful description and acute, ironic observation. In "A Motor-Flight through France", Wharton takes pleasure in the novelty of the motor car and the freedom it gives her to choose her own route, unlike travelling by train. Her observations are witty and personal - the Gothic tomb of the cardinals at Rouen inspires a digression on the subject of noses - and, like her occasional passenger Henry James, she is intelligently appreciative of both architecture and scenery, though not always uncritical! This book describes three of Wharton's journeys in the early 20th century, travelling in a chauffeur-driven Panhard with servants and luggage sent on ahead. The journeys are: a three-week run from Boulogne to Clermont-Ferrand to Paris in May 1906; a circuit of the South-West, the Pyrenees and the Rhone Valley in March-April 1907, accompanied by Henry James; and a short weekend in Picardy in 1907.