Sarcasm
Everything that could be done to make the great unemployed meeting a success had been accomplished. A large hall, and a good speaker had been engaged.
When the latter arrived he seemed in a crabby frame of mind. Looking round, he beckoned the chairman.
“I should like to have a glass of water on my table, if you please,” he said.
“To drink?” was the chairman’s idiotic question.
“Oh, no,” was the sarcastic retort, “when I’ve been speaking half-an-hour I do a high dive.”