You could go into that study with your eyes shut, turn around, and without feeling for the chair throw yourself back with perfect confidence that the furniture would catch you.

No better does a hat fit his head, or shoe his foot, or the glove his hand, than the study fits his whole nature.
We have a facetious friend.

You pick off the corner of his writing table "Noctes Ambrosianae" or the London "Punch." His chair is wide, so that he can easily roll off on the floor when he wants a good time at laughing.

His inkstand is a monkey, with the variations.

His study-cap would upset a judge's risibilities.