Come for a stroll, Hastings. 
Hastings, let's go for a walk.
I did not want Hastings to take a walk.
The men stayed in the clearing and did not leave the place.
He seems like a hitter facing a tough pitcher, if we want to use a Nixon-appropriate metaphor.
The woman is wearing a dress.
He spoke to no one.
People are on a bus.
She knew exactly why.