The Count of Monte Cristo

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"Listen to me," he said, "or, rather, look upon me; look at my face,
paler even than usual, and my eyes, red with weariness--for four days
I have not closed them, for I have been constantly watching you, to
protect and preserve you for Maximilian." The blood mounted rapidly
to the cheeks of Valentine, for the name just announced by the count
dispelled all the fear with which his presence had inspired her.
"Maximilian!" she exclaimed, and so sweet did the sound appear to her,
that she repeated it--"Maximilian!--has he then owned all to you?"

"Everything. He told me your life was his, and I have promised him that
you shall live."

"You have promised him that I shall live?"

"Yes."

"But, sir, you spoke of vigilance and protection. Are you a doctor?"