Find the bronze young woman standing here. She's life-size, and she isn't looking at you. She's looking along the street. Follow her gaze. She's watching the way a man used to walk home. This is Truus van Lier, the woman whose name blooms on the moat every spring. She was a law student here in Utrecht, and when the Germans occupied the country, she joined an armed resistance group. The man she was watching was the city's police chief, a member of the Dutch Nazi party. His force hunted Jews in hiding, and he was about to arrest a group of Jews and resistance people. So Truus followed him for weeks. She learned his route from the police station to his home on this street, the Willemsplantsoen. On the third of September, nineteen hundred and forty-three, she waited at the end of the Walsteeg, the little lane that comes out right here. When he passed, she shot him twice. He died in the street, in the arms of his wife. Truus got on her bicycle and rode away. About six weeks later, she was betrayed and arrested. She was deported to Sachsenhausen, a concentration camp north of Berlin where the SS carried out executions, and there she was killed. She was twenty-two. When this statue was planned, the artist faced a problem. Only a few portrait photographs of Truus survive, not enough to show how she stood or moved. So the body was cast from a living Utrecht law student of the same age, and another sculptor modelled the head. It was unveiled on Truus's birthday. The artist explained the spot simply. Truus often stood here, keeping watch. Now look across the water to the opposite bank. That's where the daffodils spell TRUUS each spring, facing the lane where she waited. Her story has a quieter twin. Truus had a cousin with the very same first name, Geertruida, who went by Trui. While Truus fought with a pistol, Trui ran a crèche, and through it she saved at least a hundred and fifty Jewish children. She has a flower monument of her own, in a park across town. Two cousins, one name, two kinds of courage. When you're ready, follow the map to the Mariaplaats, where a whole church has gone missing.