"The precise rate of speed and the exact instant of calculation, Captain Jackson," Bannister said. "Would you care to question anything further."
"He said not yet," I told him.
"Therefore you would say not yet?"
"I would say this. He's about in the stratosphere. He knows where he is now. He's one of the finest pilots in the world. He'll feel the right moment better than your instruments."
"Ridiculous. Fourteen seconds. Stand by."
"Wait," I said.
"And if we wait, where does he come down, I ask you? You cannot calculate haphazardly, by feel. There are only four points at which the landing can be made. It must be now."
I flipped the communications switch, still looking at Bannister.
"This is it, Den. They're coming out now."
"Yes, I see them. What are they set for?"