He was.

He had seen his brother return from a rapid and mysterious journey in an alarming state of health.

The explanation that followed was unsatisfactory and the count asked Christine Daae for an appointment.
She had the audacity to reply that she could not see either him or his brother...
"Would she but deign to hear me And with one smile to cheer me ..." "The little baggage!" growled the count.
And he wondered what she wanted.

What she was hoping for...

She was a virtuous girl, she was said to have no friend, no protector of any sort ...