The chair in the third group on the left, facing the window, was Humphrey's

He looked forward every morning to the tranquil and rather stale atmosphere of the club lounge, where all he had to ponder was which of the gentlemen's gentlemen would serve port and cigars on any given afternoon. Not that it made much difference. Apart from the names on their polished brass tags, Jenkins and Lomax were almost indistinguishable.