God help those people, but I'm sure the rats have gone there.

It is because the rats have gone and they used to keep the rabbit numbers down.

If I killed her, the rats would go back to wherever they came from.

Moore was unable to see where the rat had gone.

The rats perked up and went to it with a will.

I didn't know for definite that the rat was going to be coming my way.

When the other soldiers got there, the rats had all gone.

The rat was going to lay it off on me.

This time the rat didn't wait, but went straight for him.

Where a rat had gone, a flying fish would follow.