The yellow world was explained.

I was lying on the yellow robe of one of the women.
They had tied the ends together, placed a long stick through them, and carried me in the bag-like hammock.

They nodded to me when they saw I was conscious, and brought water in a large leaf, and poured it into my mouth.

Then one went away for some time, and came back with some leaves and bark.

These they chewed and put on my wounds, bound them up with strips of my shirt, and then again knotted the ends of the cloth, and lifting me up, went on as before.
"I was sure that we were much lower down the Ghaut than we had been when I was watching for the bears, and we were now going still lower.
However, I knew very little Hindustani, nothing of the language the women spoke.