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possible that they’d seen something on the night of the robbery, something that they didn’t even realize could be important. The relaxed atmosphere of the lounge should help people to talk freely.
    Nancy opened the door to the lounge and found herself in a large, comfortable room with many couches lined up against the walls. About a dozen dancers were sitting around, reading, relaxing, or eating their lunches. Most of them looked pretty young—sixteen or seventeen.
    â€œI’ve got to get some new pointe shoes,” one of the dancers was saying. “A brand-new pair of mine disappeared yesterday.”
    â€œI lost some, too, along with my favorite unitard,” her friend replied. “Someone’s been stealing things lately.”
    Sure! Nancy said to herself. And the Raja diamond was the thief s major haul! She looked around for someone to quiz about the night of the robbery. In one corner she saw the girl Katya had called Bridgit in class the day before.
    â€œHi,” Nancy said as she sat down next to her.
    â€œHi.” She looked up from the magazine she was reading. “My name’s Bridgit. You’re Nancy Drew, the private detective, aren’t you?”
    â€œThat’s me,” Nancy said.
    â€œWhat an exciting thing to do!” Bridgit exclaimed. “It must be the greatest job.”
    Nancy couldn’t help but laugh. “You know, watching all you dancers makes me think you’ve got the greatest jobs.”
    Bridgit nodded. “It is fun, but it’s also exhausting. Sometimes I get so sore and tired I feel like quitting and hiding in bed for a month. But I suppose it’s easier to see the good points of someone else’s job.”
    â€œI guess so,” Nancy agreed. “Right now, my investigation isn’t going well, so I’m discouraged and feel like hiding in bed.” Both girls laughed. “Actually, I was hoping you might be able to help me. Did you see anything the night the diamond disappeared? Anything strange or out of the ordinary?”
    â€œNot really,” Bridgit responded. “We were all busy getting ready for the big piece that was supposed to go on after the trio. Of course, wenever got to perform it that night. So I’m sorry, but I didn’t see anything.”
    Nancy was grateful, anyway. “That’s too bad. I really need some clues. By the way, do you have a hunch about who stole the gem?”
    Bridgit shook her head. “I think it could have been any one of the three dancers onstage. Andre keeps to himself a lot, so you never really know much about him. Katya will be retiring before too long, and I hear she’s really worried about money. And Belinda is such a snob that she acts like the world owes her something. I wouldn’t be at all surprised if she turned out to be the thief.”
    â€œReally?” Nancy asked. “You don’t like her?”
    â€œNope. And neither does the rest of the company. She’s a real flirt, too. She’s always ogling my boyfriend when he picks me up after a concert.”
    Nancy frowned. I know what you mean, Bridgit, she thought.
    â€œAnyway, I’m sorry I can’t help you,” the dancer finished.
    â€œThat’s okay,” Nancy told her. She glanced quickly at her watch. Why had she told Brad she’d meet him in half an hour? She wasn’t going to have time to talk to anyone else. “Well, I’ve got to meet my boyfriend now,” she said. “It’s been fun talking to you, Bridgit. I’ll see you around.”
    Nancy left the lounge and hurried down the long, empty corridors. She was eager to meet Brad and find out if the print from any of thosetypewriters matched the mysterious letters. Maybe that would finally provide the important clue she was searching for.
    Because she got lost, Nancy accidentally found herself in front of the costume room. The padlock was still missing. Hadn’t anyone