Their corner of the tenement housed the most wretched.

There was not a family that ate every day.
Gervaise felt the most pity for Pere Bru in his cubbyhole under the staircase where he hibernated.

Sometimes he stayed on his bed of straw without moving for days.

Even hunger no longer drove him out since there was no use taking a walk when no one would invite him to dinner.
Whenever he didn't show his face for several days, the neighbors would push open his door to see if his troubles were over.

No, he was still alive, just barely.