I told Mr. Yamasaki one day that there was an old Scotswoman who divided good people into "rael Christians and guid moral fowk."
To Chzs business, Yamasaki joined his own,—that of a toy-merchant.
Then Mr. Yamasaki went, and, sitting in the local temple, talked things over with both sides for days.
Eventually this man realised his responsibility, and, inspired by Mr. Yamasaki, took the situation in hand.
Mr. Yamasaki uses the rooms primarily as "an hotel for people of good intentions—those who work for better conditions."