Jack saw his dark green wellington boots lying discarded near the fountain.
"Well," he said, "if the fountain shrunk my socks, it could shrink my wellies too."
So he picked up his wellies, and ran them under the runoff from the small bowl on the fountain.
then, he watched, and waited.
nothing seemed to happen... at first.
but then.
YES.
Jack witnessed his wellington boots shrink.
they shrunk till they were doll-sized, like his socks had before.
He set the tiny boots down by his tiny socks.
"Tiny boots and tiny socks." he said. "My new fountain can shrink clothes."
"bUT," HE said to himself, looking at his bare feet, his bare toes wriggling and flexing like worms, "maybe i should make them grow back to normal size now. My feet are starting to get cold."
Still he wanted to try the fountain some more; either by shrinking the other clothes he was wearing, or himself.