When young Peter Staunton stumbles upon an old iron gauntlet and tries it on, he finds himself back in 1326 Wales among knights, ladies, and jousts.
Peter gazed at it in silence. His head was feeling oddly numb, and the mist seemed to swirl around him with redoubled speed and thickness. Hardly realizing what he was doing, he slipped his right hand inside the heavy gauntlet, and this fingers groped inside the wide spaces, for it was far too large for his small hand.

From behind there came the thud of hooves, a shout, shrill and defiant, the clang of metal on metal, and then a confused roar of sounds, shouts, more hoof-beats, clang after clang, dying away into the distance as suddenly as they had come. The gauntlet slipped from Peter’s hand, and he shook himself as if he had just awakened.

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  1. The Gauntlet by Ronald Welch (Oxford University Press, 1951).
    2. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . written by Ronald Welch