"It'd make a wonderful chaser," Maizie commented without lifting her
eyes from the counterpane.
Quard turned desperately back to Joan. "What do you think of it, Miss
Thursday?"
"I think so too," she said with all the animation she could muster. The
other women laughed aloud. She flushed and added: "I mean, I think it's
wonderful. I don't know what a chaser is."
"A chaser, dearie," Maizie explained in tones of acute commiseration,
"is an act put on in the continuous houses to chase out the
chair-warmers and make room for more."
"Well," said Quard, shuffling the manuscript, "I don't care if it is a
chaser, so long as it stakes me to the eats till something else turns
up."