With regard to identity of the murderer, Charles Feist deposed that on the night in question he had entered the Opera late, having only an admission to the standing room, that he was close to one of the doors when the explosion took place and had been one of the first to leave the house.  The emergency lights in the corridors were on a separate circuit, but had been also momentarily extinguished.  They were up again before those in the house.  The crowd had at once become jammed in the doorways, so that people got out much more slowly than might have been expected.  Many actually fell in the exits and were trampled on.  Then Madame Cordova had begun to sing in the dark, and the panic had ceased in a few seconds.  The witness did not think that more than three hundred people altogether had got out through the several doors.  He himself had at once made for the main entrance.  A few persons rushed past him in the dark, descending the stairs from the boxes.  One or two fell on the steps.  Just as the emergency lights went up again, witness saw a young lady in a red silk dress fall, but did not see her face distinctly; he was certain that she had a short string of pearls round her throat.  They gleamed in the light as she fell.  She was instantly lifted to her feet by Mr. Rufus Van Torp, who must have been following her closely.  She seemed to have hurt herself a little, and he almost carried her down the corridor in the direction of the carriage lobby on the Thirty-Eighth Street side.  The two then disappeared through a door.  The witness would swear to the door, and he described its position accurately.  It seemed to have been left ajar, but there was no light on the other side of it.  The witness did not know where the door led to.  He had often wondered.  It was not for the use of the public.  He frequently went to the Opera and was perfectly familiar with the corridors.  It was behind this door that Paul Griggs had found Miss Bamberger.  Questioned as to a possible motive for the murder, the witness stated that Rufus Van Torp was known to have shown homicidal tendencies, though otherwise perfectly sane.  In his early youth he had lived four years on a cattle-ranch as a cow-puncher, and had undoubtedly killed two men during that time.  Witness had been private secretary to his partner, Mr. Isidore Bamberger, and while so employed Mr. Van Torp had fired a revolver at him in his private office in a fit of passion about a message witness was sent to deliver.  Two clerks in a neighbouring room had heard the shot.  Believing Mr. Van Torp to be mad, witness had said nothing at the time, but had left Mr. Bamberger soon afterwards.  It was always said that, several years ago, on board of his steam yacht, Mr. Van Torp had once violently pulled a friend who was on board out of his berth at two in the morning, and had dragged him on deck, saying that he must throw him overboard and drown him, as the only way of saving his soul.  The watch on deck had had great difficulty in overpowering Mr.